Stepping through visions of imagination, making them a part
of reality as I welcome their new experiences into my
subconsciousness, and delivering joyous beauty into being.
Searching visions for clues to life, finding only coded
messages peering through rose-colored glasses of being.
Touching soul's depths within, finding inspiration, climbing
walls of my imagination.
Clinging easily to memories of photographic grace, allowing
peaceful resignation to take over interior faith and place
it foremost in intelligent thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem