Silent reason conspires to adapt to an imaginative reality,
fitting it to verses of integrity.
Solo thoughts join with deserts and mountainous canyons,
penetrating hazes of consciousness.
Lifting spirits, tearing away sadness, exposing only good
and happy times in displays of energetic poetry.
Keeping time with elemental desires, folding them all into
gifts of future horizons, allowing time to be free at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem