Exhausting every possibility just doesn't seem
to happen, my mind does not ever quit, it always
finds ideas and thoughts to write about.
Placid and serene, watching insight present itself
wholeheartedly in passions of every moment, a length-
ing and expansion of each and every thought.
Loving this wonderful pattern of intellect, traveling
through it daily, admiring it alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem