my inner process is unfortunately fluid
watch the thoughts as they drip off my eyelids
my brain needs a certain amount of discipline
put the time down and focus on your intuition
with the freedom of speech comes more the freedom to listen
grant me a question worth pondering
and when energy reflects permission
I'll venture on with insiting wisdom
there is a fragile tranquility with each thread
I pull inbetween the hour glass hole and the pipe dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem