Taking steps incessantly into areas unknown and
unheard of before.
Filing away all it's images, projecting them into
caverns - all opposites from each other to make
outcomes more interesting.
Lifetimes becoming, alternating universes to
capture every thread in needles of wisdom.
Sewing them all together into doilies of lace,
fractious and beautiful to the mind's eyes.
Fascinating and glimmering, glowing from beneath
lashes of poetry as it is written spontaneously
and continuously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem