Settling slowly in a corner of imagination,
looking around at it's spacious rooms.
Bright lights illuminating every aspect of
inner intellect in beautiful colors of
brand new rainbows.
Sensing the world of reality, trying to enter
domains not open to it.
Pushing diameters in opposite directions
playing with artful aplomb in serious parts
of cobwebbed thoughts being dusted off in a
feathery burst of wind from my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem