Ripples of current run electrically through my brain,
awakening thoughts, ideas, reflections, giving all
free rein in imagination.
Polishing rough edges, contouring jutting sides,
preparing another poem, soon to be a legend in it's
own time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All my good wishes to the out break of that legendary poem to be seen very soon.