Complicated rhetoric swaying itself up and down scales
of languid ideas, bringing up fascinating mysteries of
interior living, occasionally becoming reasons for
doing things differently.
Realizing notes of success are being portrayed silently,
yet, are soon to be widely recognized by the world.
Inward, eyes are moistened by it's immensity, as life
unfolds and blossoms like I always thought it would
someday.
Vast wastelands, arid desert, all joined by forests in
a writer's oasis, opened to all who can understand and
know it's bliss for generations to come.
Complicated rhetoric swaying itself up and down scales
of notable, newly-found images.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem