Sitting here watching puzzle pieces floating about,
scattered throughout this mind, waiting to be put
together.
Surgery sort of throwing them into intellect, ex-
pecting it to solve each particle of it somehow,
realizing this, my mind diligently grasping each one.
Putting the pieces in an exacting order of ingenuity,
a feeling of fulfillment totally filling me with in-
tense pleasure and excitement.
Lifting the essence of life into poetical spheres of
delight that can then be written out into many verses
of prose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem