Wandering through forests of thoughts, watching them develop,
creating their own portraits of beauty and complacency in
depths of intellect.
Cherishing this time as energy continues to build within,
carrying life through many moments of living and thinking
daily.
Enjoying the wonder and serenity that fills this entire
being with goodness and innocence of this inner child,
mischievous, curious and always looking to find fun.
Throughout life wanting to laugh, for what is the good
of living in sadness and sorrow when there is so much
more in life to feel and see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem