Trails opening up before my mind, showing the way into
an innocent and placatingly beautiful time of childhood.
Creating and developing steps of intellect as they con-
tinue to fill my being with enlightenment.
Lasting voice of intellect taking me away into depths of
innate wisdom and bringing the truth out into the open.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
does the heart of the mind bring us to wisdom? very nice Roseann, Happy Tofurkey time