Exercising minds in depths of rhythms growing in fields and
meadows within spheres that rotate and gyrate in a growing
synchronization.
Feeling the marvels of each and every marker placed in people's
brains, gathering collections of portraits that are brought out
through a sincere and open intellect for its a wonderful way to
mirror the past and reflect it into the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem