Straightening narrow points of view from other people
within my mind.
Watching their views being stretched and unlimited as
I think of them in inspirational moments of intellect.
Absurdly thinking in other modes of thought, justifying
the essence of any other types of evaporative thought.
Suggesting bountiful ideas of other dimensions, placing
them in orifices, hidden from sight until I decide to
expose them with lightened illumination.
Carefully choosing to be exact and precise to avoid
any mistakes that may happen by chance.
Living always in the moment, whether past, present
or future, loving every one of them in my existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem