Striking chords of resemblance, touching their essence with pure, avid, innocence.
Calculating moments in time when no one else can see into them, finding an expertise beforehand, never recognized for what it was worth in a lifetime of perfection.
Solutions abounding, with no end in sight, beautiful landscapes sliding across the future, creating an existence of goodness and equality for everyone.
Solace settling on the earth because of a few people who are intellectually empowered.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem