There is no vision,
Like a clear vision given.
No high seems to satisfy as bright...
As that witness with cloudless Sunlight.
What a difference a day makes,
After breaking away to escape from delusions.
And in the morning when a yawn is released...
Free to experience dawn.
A birthing effect takes place next!
As if refreshed...
From the affect of a nurturing fast!
Leaving one alert and cleansed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice write lawrence........