Settled into an atmosphere filled with thoughts, ideas
and concepts, now bringing them together in another day
of prose.
Using different words continually, thinking of many de-
tails so they have to wait their turn, facing tomorrow
in a spiritual way in order to get through today.
Lifting positive spirits into mind and intellect incessant-
ly, grasping notions as they come to mind, figuring out
their mathematical equations.
Putting them silently into coded rhythms of music, measures
of rhythms keeping track of them, enabling this poet to write
their codes into prose to be read all over the world today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem