Still silent, yet moving on, lifting spirits into an
interior motive as I go through life with my eyes for-
ward.
Thinking, pondering, taking steps into the light of
knowledge and wisdom, always tracking energy into a-
nother time where all patterns change designs.
Moving forward, accepting intuitive aspects of this
life, letting change take place through rhythms as
they race down tracks, carrying me along wayward as-
pects of another life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem