It is so far beyond contests of popularity.
Or an attention to get over others.
And so far beyond impressions to make,
For the sake to address...
Where one keeps kept collected possessions.
This life today those awakening to experience,
Is shifting quickly...
From the mundane of a sameness.
And expanding towards dimensions to undo,
The old and expiring limitations...
Of a consciousness drifting away.
And those with minds fixed to nonsense,
With a pettiness to exchange each day...
Will begin to noticed they have been left,
Living to stay in a fading nonexistence.
Witnessed by others,
Close up! And not from whispered distances...
Found pointless to do,
As this new phase of life becomes the ideal...
Within minds finding this direction pursued.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem