Depicting eternal gardens, set in mosaics of mind tiles - exceptional value for intellectual prowess.
Processing entire pictures of yesterday's images, placing them into exacting measurements to be traced again in certain orders of routine.
Especially providing extra definition for future writing, becoming interesting as life follows intuitive senses of living.
Having sensitive questions, finding no answers in reply, taking it all and wrapping it into silent sentences, giving meanings to whomever reads it in their own times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem