Living with an intense wanderlust of mind and intellect,
always looking and searching for new experiences and
mysteries.
Never at a loss for anything, it's all right at hand
through senses that are finely attuned to using them,
continuing being one with nature.
Something that brings great pleasure throughout the
years, a forgiving sort of atmosphere formed through
an intense bluened light within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem