Lights shining through the darkness, showing signs
of direction that are to be followed into other
dimensions.
Creatively sorting out many ideas, as thoughts filter
genuinely into pockets of intellect, knowing intensity
of an innate curiosity.
Watching it fill my mind illusively, yet, absorbing
empty spaces with questions, looking for the answers
to quench their unending thirst.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem