Stalking interior thoughts, trying to figure out which
ones are to be arranged and set to music in a balance
of colored hues.
Testing each fiber, creating pictures from entire
thoughts, generated through extra sensory perceptions.
Allowing every idea to coalesce and expand from their
cores into imaginative designs, forming themselves in
nighttime dreams and being enlightened from depths of
interior intellect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem