Separating and secluding self from the world by entering
an interior universe where contemplation can take me into
a world of silent writing.
There I am most vibrant and alive, present to intellect
and writing whatever it selects and tempts me with.
Such a perfect and supple generosity given constantly
in beautiful patterns of imagination's total wisdom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem