Insolent and indifferent, yet forming and focusing
intently on what is needed to be done.
Rising early in the morning, finding my way into
the atmosphere and environment of another universe.
Bringing spheres into depths of imagination so they
can be opened, tested and placed with abstract ideas.
Straightening out puzzle pieces of life, arranging
them in different styles and designs, checking out
how they fit together without any problems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem