Remembering nighttime dreams, catching them and attaching
words on screens, flavoring them with some knowledge or
wisdom, sometimes humor, giving a savory taste for other's
minds to read.
Accepting beautiful arrows, pointing the way through
intellect, writing in many directions, following their avocations and enjoying the ending results.
So many crazy odds and situations facing them musically,
feeling so much better with the emergence of each one as
it leads to fuller stages in this life that I adore coming
into.
So here I am in this ocean, filled with foamy tides,
filling me with rhymes and poetical words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem