Petrified feelings gnawing their images into my brain,
being painstakingly meticulous and careful.
Exactly provoking patterns in certain arrangements,
so they can be looked at and heard from in any
particular direction.
Softly-lit serenity, set in triangular squares of blue,
luminescent against intrinsic values, stacking them-
selves into secrets for life and it's knowledge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem