Feelings of roaming earth saturate my inner being,
challenging my vagabond way of writing poetry.
Pulling ideas from inner recesses of subconsciousness,
giving an energy and lively anticipation of things to
come.
Future thoughts are even now coalescing interiorly,
putting together new abstract images from beyond
thought, forging new visions of sight as I sit in my
mind and write constantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem