Listening carefully to interior feelings, thinking deeply about life
and it's transition from birth through senior years.
What does it all mean anyway?
Is there any cohesive pattern we can write down, so whomever follows us can have some direction?
Will there ever be an intelligence that surpasses yesterday and it's
unknowingness?
Attempting to be that one who changes details to make it easy for future beings to travel more easily.
Lifting spirits into realms of interchanging dimensions, beyond what we love and know in the here and now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem