Serenading intellect, arousing it's curiosity in an
etude of aspiring creation.
Living artistically in a fantasy vision of illusion.
Partaking of illusory images as they wither and hide,
too timid and shy to stand out in the open by them-
selves.
Coaxing them gently with a promise of stalwart
thoughtfulness and caring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem