Paintbrush dipped in water,
Only for a second,
Creates roller coaster
Of blue swirls that beckon
Thoughts of your hazy daze
Atmosphere complete with rings
And ribbons of smoke
And clear thought that sings.
I smile when I think of your
Character creations roaming free
In the night without shade until
Daylight, a little bird telling me
That we are all but little particles
Bouncing off each other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a little bird telling me / That we are all but little particles / Bouncing off each other...........Unique wisdom in comparison with Higg's-Boson experimental contribution. Nice write.