Skies above, light blue, vast, a blank page in which to write
thoughts upon while writing.
Serene, beautiful and feeling lightened through tempos and
rhythms of music as they take this being soaring.
Entering into inner heavens of other dimensions and universes,
a vast collection of memories and reflections coming to mind.
Ones to look back upon while writing and thinking, an interior
waterfall flowing with thoughts, ideas and concepts.
All finding their way into prose, lighting up this interior
world with innate wisdom and knowledge.
Sublime and profound, a very tantalizing and euphoric feel-
ing, totally being energized in spite of everything in life.
Pulling down the curtains of death in front of intellect, a
total and lasting vision of what tomorrow will be bringing
into this poetical and mere life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem