Looking into prisms of an interior depth of my mind,
watching colors of the rainbow explode into intellect.
Collecting particles and placing them into words of
delicate meanings, taking chances, feeling good.
Participating gently in the placement of each one
takes this mind into areas of complacent peace.
Serenity fixating spheres in moments of time, as life
takes steps into designs of tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem