Soundly excavating rivers through minds of clay.
Heralding new ideas on novel pathways formed in
an instant.
An imagination of thrilling fortitude, being
painted on an empty landscape, focusing on nature's
scenery, while contemplating visions of beyond.
Floating on clouds into my subconscious mind,
matching, blending, shaping rainbows in realms of
literature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem