Wanting many things in life, being satisfied though
with innate talent for writing poetry.
It has served me through the years, keeping me calm,
contented and satisfied.
Speeding at the sound of light, beginning and ending
every day with an energetic feeling bursting within.
Noticing the difference it always makes in life,
carefully tending to it's every need through curiosity.
Living in quiet expectation, never being disappointed
in any way.
Beauty of writing, always lighting memories, enriching
the solitude and liveliness that creates within
intellect's imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem