I have been writing,
Much longer than many can claim...
To have had a consciousness.
I questioned!
And never did I satisfy myself with guess work.
With a listening done that was intent.
Some are confused with the process of comprehending.
They believe it to be similar to a version of truth told.
Instead of observing with a connection to the mind,
That approves with a welcomed greeting done from the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem