Following thoughts down dark, narrow pathways,
hoping to discover any images or mirrors hiding
in crevices of yesterday.
Adjusting visions as they unfold in unison,
touching my soul with explicit purposes in mind.
Living in existential corridors, always becoming
what I will be in the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A clever and interesting write we are always dicovering something new about ourselves!