Feeling dangerous, wanting more from life, going to the
edge and looking over, above seeing a velvet cloudy sky.
Touching it electrically, it's texture alluring my senses
completely.
Feelings moving circularly outward, taking me spinning
into atmospheres of interior imagination.
My mind conjuring up all sorts of daring feats and many
challenges that appeal to me.
Wanting to feel alive and living fully throughout life,
always thrilling to a new day's dawning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This makes me think of prayer- -an expansive and open-ended kind of prayer. By delivering oneself to those sessions of sweet thought, by investing one's life-force in them, they become a life-or-death adventure to get past darkness and participate in an interplay of formative energies.