Thinking being held closely, as I enjoy the peaceful
pleasure of it, dancing in imagination.
Entering gateways of fantasy, coming alive in these
awakening moments of serenity.
Beautiful morning, opening before the dawn of sunrise,
gathering thoughts and giving freedom and liberty of
inner solace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem about self realization along with the rising sun in the dawn and filling the mind with a pleasure realizing the purity of soul.