Strolling into forests of imagination, seeing past memories
spark illumination of new thoughts being written right now.
Allowing for predispositions and pathways into discovery,
calling to mind many instances of curiosity and how it
illuminates the very existence of my being.
Walking on and on, never tiring of seeing infinite concepts
that seem to bloom and blossom as I think and roam into
nether worlds of innocent perspectives.
Loving every one that I step into, living and becoming with
every new thought, bringing self into an atmosphere of
wisdom where I can find unanswerable answers in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem