Many times losing myself in another dimension no one beside
me, living a dream of reality that's being created within
my mind and intellect.
A perfect source of peace and comfort that fulfills my being
with joy and pleasure, finding myself written into one poem
after another in time.
Telling secrets of my life without giving away who I really
am, a mischievous spark filling me entirely, bringing a smile
to my face as I think of it happening now.
A blessed destiny and purpose through this temporary journey
of life on earth, taking me from one moment to another, giving
pleasure as it does so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem