Driving along avenues of intense formality,
beckoning stars to imprint their auras in songs
coming into view.
Sights following the twinkle of heaven,
partaking in all manner of indecision.
All parts are infiltrated with an echo of
beautiful talented photo sensitivity.
Traipsing down categories of fragile understanding.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem