Creating from imagination unequivocally and purely innocently,
finding it absolutely beautiful, filled with picturesque and
tantalizing aspects from an interior life.
Left to it's own devices, innately it's being nourished, nur-
tured, growing and blossoming completely within this poetical
intellect and mind.
Tirelessly and effortlessly always moving, sun shining within,
giving positive attitudes and moods, continually filling me
with an astounding energy.
Traveling alone, kicking up dust on lonely trails, finding the
peace needed to live on this earth poetically through prose
and music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem