In this hemisphere of formations
There is a burden of the global kind.
Fossil fuels are depleted dangerously,
With blazing minds the people worry.
Their images in their minds are dreams
Devastatingly simple, like the energy of thoughts
That burst into this life and existence all-knowing.
Our blazing minds are an illumination
Of the heart, feeding on, feeding like
Dieting and fiercely approaching death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem