birds.houses.sky.moon.sun.
song of free clouds.
''solar system never worries about its reputation.''
(Emerson)
everything is infinite.
digitality of being in becoming infinite uncertainty
a cat in the snowflake
a destination in the dream-flake
mathematical being ness in postexistential authenthicity of reality in the flow of uncontrollable vibrational sensation in quantum body of poem touched and souled and made and created and remade and reenergized by poet in motion in multi-universe of words, images and voids.
who knows?
no definition but reality in paradox of authenthic being in infinity realms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem