Living in an isolated space, using mind and intellect
in order to learn new ideas and concepts, enjoying the
intense solitude always surrounding this poet.
Wherever this poet happens to be, loving the rapid access
to subconsciousness, taking in every detail and letting
them be put in a poem where they fit in perfectly.
Riding into a wonderful serenity that's always at hand
when writing poetry, no disturbances or interference,
letting this being revel in peace touching intellect so
gently every moment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem