The realization of the future begins with a vision.
Where the past constructs, and form becomes a mission.
Fleeting, yet motionless, and meanings contained.
It's constantly visual, with structure retained.
A vision reflected in the past, envisioned intact.
It's a present moment of memories that act.
With building blocks of action to create.
It becomes a future visionary reality to which you relate.
Your vision sees, Your envision reacts,
it is now a visionary all to the max.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
philosophical poem...very nice especially with rhyme and rhythm...