Floating against tides of avarice, bent on evening the
scores of yesterday, minds opening wide and encompassing
everything in sight.
Radiant light and shadow fall silently upon an entirety
of solace, wakened and unable to sleep.
Searching for invaluable information to put aside the
disquieting thoughts in slumber.
Watching carefully for insights cradling the future, all
the while living on hesitant horizons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem