Sleeping within my mind, loneliness and emptiness lying
silent, giving my heart a break for a while.
Enjoying the peace and quiet for the time being, living
within a bluened dimension of spirituality.
Taking time that's so precious and writing straight from
intellect without feeling or emotions interfering with my
thought processes.
Listening totally to intellect, responding incessantly
and intellectualizing the processes of every thought so
as not to feel anything.
Liking landscapes that arrive continually, making pieces
of life's puzzle come into sight, finalizing it's picture
and destiny so totally and completely.
Visualizing every part of life in images and visions of
the future, no longer having to wonder what's to come next,
knowing now what tomorrow will bring to bear in measures of
time forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem