Frolicking in pastures of rhythm, allowing them to take us
into lands of imagination where poetry is thought of and
then written.
Lively, anticipating joy that continues to fill every
particle of being with an energy that cannot be contained
for it fulfills every purpose destiny has in store for us.
Collecting and gathering information from the world around
us, placing it upon photographic screens to be looked at
and written into poetry both day and night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem