Capturing illusive subjects that soar into a mind
on currents of air, holding thoughts as they glide
along them unhurried.
Watching in fascination, considering many facets
that have brought them into view through intellect.
Collecting and digesting every particle, placing
them into words and meanings, justifying the essence
of a poetical mind on this earth.
Adjusting and wondering with every new idea entering
and blossoming within, gelling and allowing capture of
the essence of each one into poems.
Coming alive when being read by people all over the
world, being seen for the sights that have accumulated
thus far in my own little life as a mere poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem