Life is hidden deeply in subconscious minds, coming to the
surface through contemplation in a bluened light surrounding
intellect, voicing it outwardly, yet silently in poems.
Written to music and rhythms, following avenues to their end-
ings as they pronounce what it finds and brings to light, tak-
ing shadows out of corners and darkened areas of the mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem