Sun shining into this mind, enlightening the essence of it's
particular fibers and particles making up it's intense passion.
Looking at it objectively, not knowing what else to say, only
the truth will do as life looks into many dimensions and
atmospheres.
Looking, many ideas are finding their aspects and facets that
will bring them into the center of the matter.
Believing the light that illuminates every corner of this
brain is the right diameter and circumference to do the job
that is needed to be done.
Tightening the hold on every idea, creating it right from the
imaginings of insight, knowing that it is the only way it can
ever be done or made into the essence and passion of creativity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem