Wandering through mazes of this earthly life, looking for what can be used in writing poetry, creatively finding avenues that will unfold.
Opening and allowing mind and intellect to discover and look at all mysteries that have been hidden away until now, taking time to investigate all of them.
Seeing their positive aspects and facets as they respond to minds of innate talent and creativity, exercising, touching upon feelings as they're mitigated, then stored away in volumes of poetry kept in spheres of a photographic memory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem