Striking chords, living on edges of earth,
wanting to let go and begin over again on
the other side.
Choices being made daily, trying to find
possibilities in other dimensions, while
correlating systems of coded messages with
intellect's imagination.
Fortunate that innate talent can incorporate
it all, finally using imagination as the final
stroke, touching chords and fulfilling desires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem