Rhythmically flowing into deepest ravines and canyons,
taking all manner of intelligence into domains of
another world.
Socializing at times, but only when having to, preferring
to sit and write poetry without any undue preparation.
Fulfilling the promises of destiny, holding fate to the
exercises needed to get to the finish line at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem