Natural proclivities pulling peacefully, giving feelings
of anticipation as thoughts begin to flow, filling pages
with what they are saying and telling on a continual basis.
Writing, holding onto patterns, designs, ideas, taking
rides into unknown universes, unafraid of what may be
found there.
Beautifully laid out formulas, giving vivid and illumin-
ating periods of incessant innate talent to do what it's
best at doing.
Whiling away hours at a time, having lost track of all
the seconds and minutes, blocking out everything not
pertaining to writing poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To seperate yourself from all that's sorrounds you enviromentaly speaking is rare gift indeed. Even more so to exact it on peice of paper with the harmony being simultaneously felt. Delightful, Insightful Poem, Cheers.