This morning I wanted to write and write
Because that's what my life has been
It has been writing
But this morning especially
I wanted to write and write
As if by writing
I could forever forget all that is wrong and problematic
In the world
As if by writing
I could reach a level of joy and freedom
Beyond any previous knowledge or dream
Write and write and write
As if in being where I am
And doing this
I am more alive than alive
And more real than real and forever
true. Imagine, with all that write, write write, if your policy is for everything you write in a session to be under one title, whatever the variety within, what a mother of a poem it'd be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Morning is marvelous and fresh that gives impact on mind. Go on writing as many as poems you like to write. Soul is immortal in this material world. Interesting sharing.10