Loving these gifts of innate talent and intellect,
they give me so much pleasure, going inside self,
finding the beauty of life without even trying.
Being so safe and secure, self-confident, self-
assured, knowing that whatever other people think
it is based upon their own insecurities.
Their meanness of spirit keeps them locked in their
self-defeating attitudes and states of mind, knowing
that what they think is their own responsibility and
thanking God it's not my own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem