Silent, uncooperative, finalizing fibers of this life,
tying them together to exist until finishing what I have
started to do for all mankind.
Strident and implicit, taking self in directions needed
to be fulfilled, giving a sacred atmosphere to reside in.
Qualifying the totalness of each and every thought, pulling
them together and securing a long line of perfect harmony
through poetry and rhythm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem