Traveling down a road of unending pathways,
subconsciously selecting ones least traveled
upon.
Preferring to see natural wonder and beauty,
compared to monstrosities man has blindly made.
Tenderly alighting on a soaring mind, traveling
throughout networks of imagination's doing.
Rolling along narrow roadways, living in future
crevices and belief, one with God's universe -
nothing to mar our way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem