Walking, thinking, running away in this mind, freeing self,
wanting to be at liberty to do what's being felt so intensely.
Nothing that anyone can do, it's just an interior feeling and
thought process, leaving behind an aura and impression on
other people's minds.
Keeping mind and intellect awake and alert, thinking in depths
of a bluened light where peace and serenity keep heart, soul
and mind free to do what it needs to do, thoughts coming to-
gether and written down in prose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem