Walking along pathways under moonlight, seeing every-
thing differently than during daylight hours.
Mind awakening, being recharged with rhythmic beauty,
taking intellect into dimensions beyond this planet.
Standing right here in this mind, seeing shadows dis-
appearing into the darkness.
Finding their way into outskirts of past times, mind
pulling out ingredients that counter life's difficulties.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem