Traveling through fog,
With a clogged mind determined...
That a combination would not present,
To deliver only what a blindness does.
An unexpected clearing of an obstacle that sits.
To then awaken one with the realization...
That a choice to avoid it,
Would have been a thought providing valued meaning...
Once the fog from a determined and clogged mind,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem