Swerving into the distance of life's future, no one able
to keep up with this vibrant intellect, succeeding in
collecting and gathering data and information.
Details that appear in landscapes and portraits of nature,
poignantly adhering to the poetical side of an innate
talent.
So in touch with who I am, loving how thoughts touch and
caress my mind so effortlessly while sitting and writing
prose in the fading light of this day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem