Stringing abstracts together in sequences normally not
thought of, yet my mind finds that opposites are able
to be blended and matched easily.
Intellect openly putting mismatched puzzle pieces to-
gether like they were always meant to be, wondering at
this mysterious and magical power of innate knowledge.
Watching talent each time, seeing it being done in an
amazing way, not knowing myself, how it's done, yet
continuing to challenge scientists to figure it out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really deep and amazing thoughts!