Stillness traversing throughout my body, filling it with innate ideas as I continue down avenues of imagination, forming concise passages of literature.
Righting abstractions, putting them on end, using creative deliveries to descend into abysses of images, wavering in lightness, giving off visions, breaking off on pathways of fulfillment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem