Rushing into another brilliant morning, mind wide awake and
alert, ready for anything that may happen along the way, its
circumstances justifying experiences we all go through.
Being enlightened by simple ideas that pop like popcorn into
our minds, never delaying the inevitable, always taking us
through intellect.
Creating beautiful aspects that take us into depths of sub-
consciousness where life and knowledge gain wisdom innately,
possibilities continually being made known.
Forming through mathematical equations, stemming from coded
rhythms of music as they are being composed simultaneously
in depths of an intellectual atmosphere in dimension 13.
That's where few people have ever been able to go in life,
a wonderfully brilliant, creative process that's inherently
in a spirituality deep within a bluened light of the Divine
within this mere poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem