Amazing and mystical magic overtaking pathways of this
imagination in a wonderful pattern of intellect.
Picking up thoughts, like dynamite, blasting away inner
domains of my mind.
Developing, building and calmly figuring equations of
this moment.
Allowing for insipient travails of this life, completing
and making sure that all is kept closely in mind, so
tomorrow will always be available along the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem