Rising to the sun, crossing rivers of my mind,
leaving behind the only reasons of being here.
Wanting only to ride away into other dimensions
where maybe I'll find what I've always reached
for.
Hoping to fill my treasure chest with all sorts
of gems of wisdom to write here in prose.
Looking forward to the conclusion of so many
ideas through intellect's, lovely growing blossoms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem