Staying in tune with an interior spirituality whenever
I write poetry, living alone and happy to be there.
Beauty and contentment filling my being consistently,
traipsing down paths created through imagination.
Intellect finding joy throughout every step taken into
the unknown.
A wonderful time, not knowing what lies ahead in thoughts,
looking forward to the experience independently.
Unknown atmospheres filled with exciting and enthralling
events that bring desires to a full feeling of senses.
Incomparable sensations being energized as I walk into
an unknowing nothingness that intellect and mind create
daily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Staying in tune with an interior spirituality still glows light of wisdom in mind and spirit. Poems reflect here about such mind. Nice sharing....10