The unravel of existence seeking align and realign of life upon the depths of the mind. The realms that are always in dire need of a concurrence with times. The seasons where a ponder upon reason might accumulate into a fine line that might draw a finer compose of existence. Though the depths of earth beckon for the infiltrate of life upon the mind to cohere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem