Trotting along, sitting upon a horse, thinking and
pondering all the steps already taken in this life.
Turning, aligning with the entire universe as it
revolves in it's inescapable orbit in our solar
system.
Black holes holding mysterious curiosity within me,
wanting to find out what they contain, not caring if
it's bad or good, just wanting to find out what's
in them.
This adult also having a child-like curiosity that
has never left, not even for a moment during this
lifetime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem