Plummeting from an inner sky, feelings coming in a torrent of
disguises, teasing in more ways than one, wanting to under-
stand them, but they are too quickly coming and going.
All of them fascinating, wanting to learn more about them, but
not given time right now, after writing them in poetry able to
sort and find their meanings.
Hopefully finding answers that are needed to help make an in-
formed decision that's been pending for a while, holding on,
hoping to soon find out the truth, recognizing what to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem