Jostling thinking, wanting to find more to life than just what it is.
Possibilities swarm into view, wanting to be chosen first.
Laughing at the tumultuous fervor all of them are showing.
Setting everything aside, being happy just to write what I'm seeing,
watching every thought as I place it in a poem, showing them all,
avidly reaching out to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem