Soundscape, Arouse:
Canyon stream, smoked screen: scattering lights.
Mirror reflects.
Stars in the rearview mirror, an intriguing sight.
Carved cave engraved:
Abstract patterns; enough to delight.
Awareness, in time suspense.
Trail this deep canvas cliff; hang glide run a sense
Of wonder, that mesmerizes me.
Boating at Forgotten Canyon; tube, pipelines.
National Geographic. A scene where Wolverine scratched his
signature logo. In blade terrain: on the erosive timescales.
Attention spans through a fragmented landscape.
On high-velocity speed:
Of gravity falling into gravity;
Assist spaciousness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem