Setting fires in intellect, watching them engulf imagination,
bringing burning desires to the foreground.
Enlivening many possibilities as they jump from the ashes like
a Phoenix bird of old.
Rising above the sorrow, sadness, loneliness, and abandonment
issues of life, insinuating themselves protectively inside.
Never lessening themselves, just hanging onto their perspectives
until I write of them in poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem