Walking through life, taking in everything possible,
saving it all on photographic screens, details being
seen everywhere.
Beauty of nature, humanity and life taking precedence
in this poetical being's mind and intellect, giving joy
and happiness incessantly throughout the years.
Wondering curiously about many things being see and
remembered in poems of various topics, shuffling those
memories, arranging them into albums of sphere's.
There they may be remembered in an instant when needing
them, a quantitative experience that fulfills destiny
and a final purpose of this mere poet.
Listening to coded rhythms as they are translated into
one poem after another, enjoying these gifts from God,
using them to help those whom He chooses to be present to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem