Feeling the rhythm of love and freedom, keeping it close to my mind as I write.
Tracing lines of past history, finding new avenues to write to.
Politely racing on ahead, thinking of new ideas, socializing with patterns, weaving their way into my ingenious intellect.
Illuminating every nuance as it appears on inner screens, filled with positive attitudes, sending me straight into heaven's contemplation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem