Traveling while sitting on a bench in my mind,
seeing the world in circular motions, turning
itself into imagination's depths.
Dipping into wells of silent knowledge and
wisdom, abstractly entering every iota of
nature and being into a data bank of poetical
energy, being filled with sublime thought as I
rest in God's plan for my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem