Now is the moment when we begin.
Life has spread it's wings and soared above the earth.
Galavanting musically, ideally, with wordy clouds and
soft images.
Balancing in mid-air, feeling gloriously free - no
tethers binding.
Feeling complacent in an interior vacancy, keeping
beat with poetical music and flying with intense
curiosity.
Holding on to everyday memories, playing them
incessantly like a CD.
Careful not to expose too much to a world filled
with frightened people and misguided conceptions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem