Hiding in forests of light striding across the floor of
imagination, focusing everything in the illumination of
another time.
Spinning and grasping all moments in life spent in lone-
liness and abandonment, rising into clouds, never knowing
where you're going to be from one moment to the next.
Placing mysteries into waterfalls of thoughts and ideas,
ready to transport us through reality's doors on the way
to another dimension.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem