Slow and easy moving, taking me for a motorcycle ride down
creative avenues, showing vast lands of imagination,
widening even more as I ride past them.
Immersing myself in so many ideas, continuing into narrow
canyons, passing beyond their steep glittering walls of
expertise.
Slowly searching and beginning every verse with an innate
creativity, showing steps to take for humanity in time,
existing only to make things better for everyone else in
life.
What an abundance of fields to open and choose from, taking,
and selecting the most important ones that will help the
most people.
Divulging primary formulas in exacting circumstances,
opening them up to explanations and directions on how to do
each one just right.
Special needs being thought through and placed in spaces
where they will be utilized the most throughout life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem