Intrigued with very intense and rapid rhythms, lolling
behind tempos, trying not to catch up, sating an intense
appetite that keeps growing.
Giving an insatiable energy that enables me to continue
to fulfill motives and spaces of perplexing inertia, tap-
ping and silencing inner anxieties in situations.
Arising from time to time, collecting and soothing every
thought that happens to move into realms of this night's
vision.
Proceeding down avenues of lavish designs, allowing for
moments of tomorrow's alignment with the future, finally
settling into a circular domain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem