Searching hurriedly through mazes of picture thoughts,
crowding my mind at once, placing them in orders that
will make sense.
Aligning them in circumspect knowledge, unfolding each
of them to see what's inside, reaching for their essence,
questions coming to mind as I listen to rhythms of music.
Touching my mind, fascinating and alluring knowledge into
coming forward, teasing my mind on how to proceed through
the tangle of ideas combining with intellectual imaginings.
Blending, allowing them to flow together, becoming pictures
of the future, letting me know what is going to happen in
tomorrow's future life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem