Finding my way into imagination and it's forests where
I feel at home and comfortable, nothing to interfere
with what I have to do each day.
Writing poetry, listening to rhythms serves intellect
by taking my mind into inner landscapes, going further
each time into a sensory perception.
Totally filled with feelings and emotions, taking all
memories into the poetry that's being written and put
out to the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem