Peacefully looking out across desert landscapes, totally
filled with many varieties of cacti that catch this poet's
eyes with their natural needles.
Separating what is important from the inane, seeing all
possibilities as they jump and catch this mind, jumping
cacti always catching hold as you walk by.
Wanting to see the rest of the world in a convenient and
inexpensive way, always taking part in scenic rhythms,
loving to be part of lifetime views.
Ones situated in years of learning and developing whatever
is captured in rhetoric and songs of tantalizing food for
thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem