Stepping over the line of inner imagination and into
promises of dreams to be fulfilled.
Filling every particle and fiber of being left within,
knowing what is wanted can be manifested in thoughts
incessantly.
Allowing them freedom to become what is witnessed
through imagination and intellect, being extremely
sensitive to everything from curiosity of a mind.
Beautiful existence being created, writing, telling the
world how to run and catch hold of itself, never losing
any parts as they walk along shores of their horizons.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem