Wondering, living in a sphere of curiosity, thinking
outside every box of humanity, finding so many pictures
of thought being filled with ideas, aplenty.
Scientific, mathematical, psychological and temperate
subjects that are constantly being blended and mixed
like chemistry in a vial.
Interesting and totally extraordinary, concepts being
seen immediately, always instantaneously being written
down.
Never having a thought beforehand, mind always working,
inventing and conceiving entire pictures inevitably in
this mind filled with ingenuity and innate knowledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem