Looking into the world, hearing echoes sounding off,
interior rhythms being composed carefully.
Loving the positiveness that comes from innate talent,
voicing what is being thought within my mind always.
Exercising intellect and this mind by collecting data,
details and effervescent ideas coming from imagination.
All of them waiting to be written into poems so they
will one day become literature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem