Vividly knowing about details in subconsciousness somehow,
enjoying whatever comes to mind, because it's so avidly
truth and positive aspects that're usually hidden from
the reality of life.
Never wanting to go without this intense innate knowledge
and wisdom, wanting to decipher codes of rhythm and music
while writing poetry, enjoying how intellect does it so
quietly and effectively throughout the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem