In depths of another time, watching and looking around at
insight picturing itself in this mind.
Eclipsing all constant meanderings with an intellect of
profound meanings, wanting to enter into all of them at
once just to see what will happen in the interim.
Qualifying every aspect and factor in habitats of thought,
a heroic reality is coming into focus.
Taking ideas into an entitlement of sorts, life portrays
itself in puzzles, insistently and all at once.
Retrieving incessant processes, imaginatively keeping them
flowing, never stopping to rest in place.
Always marching in time with rhythms of this soul, letting
nothing else interfere with it's essence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem