Closing windows behind me, locking doors with dead
bolts, making sure they'll never be opened.
Keeping everyone out of my business, wanting only
to be alone and not share my space with anyone
else.
Moving gently into the night, leaving logic and
reason to fend for themselves, accepting imagination
into intellect's realms to open up wide, the depths
of wisdom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem