Running through pastures of intellect, free and wild, enjoying
the liberty of this mind to create and enliven life interiorly,
strengthening inner character.
Giving feelings of self-confidence and maturity, a fantastic
swelling of wonder at how it's accomplished so totally and
silently within a person.
Mind and intellect collecting details, using them through
music and writing poetically, a sense of well-being felt
within during a lifetime of sorrow, hardship and turmoil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem