Colors shining and splashing across this mind, sending
them into an array of inner rainbows, where I may select
whichever ones I want, to add to inner beauty of poetry.
Picturing images of thoughts, enjoying every detail
being portrayed without any doubts happening.
So beautiful and contemplative in meaning and purpose,
that they must always be written out in a poem, recovering
self through it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem