Arriving incognito, volumes left unspoken, silent acquiescence
penetrating my psyche, subjecting me to nether-standings along
life's pathways.
Recognizing facts as I travel, life is so non-committal and
intolerant of innate talent.
Being subversive at times in different levels of spiritual
intensity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem