Circling the atmosphere, swirling in an evening party together
with friends, an exciting time as I write of life and it's
fruitful endeavors.
Bringing the past into future and present poems, knowing their
power will explode and spread across imagination, unfolding
the precious meanings of yesterday's lasting fragrance.
Easily becoming the last particle of my being as it rocks away
over the last plateau in mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem