Riding through avenues of visions, wanting to know everything
about them while leaping into their full dimensions time and
again.
Risking everything just to cruise down measures of time and
its tomorrow, watching as reflections come into view, picking
up pictures of puzzle pieces lying on the ground.
Mind and intellect gathering them up, placing them onto many
measures of music, seeing how they magically become pictures
that they were meant to be.
Looking quietly at the way they fall into place, letting this
innate knowledge and wisdom come into being for evermore, now
delving constantly and incessantly into their depths.
Taking them forward into actual pictures of what is to happen
in the near future, music taking and resting in the best por-
traits of life ever painted through poetical imagery in a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem