Awakening from a silent dream, touching my mind with a quiet sensation.
Reveling in it's feeling, going through oppositions of emotions as I walk along, fueling my passion with poetical stanzas from within subconscious realms and deserts, filling me with an arrogance of being.
Alone, swinging to rhythms while silently writing down everything with a pen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem