Sit,
Rest,
Relax.
Write poetry.
Alone with ideas,
Thoughts,
Views,
Concepts.
And clarity.
Never to tire.
Never to grow weary.
Enter your forest of imagination,
To live and write contently.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The forest of imagination...great image
Thanks Kostas for your kind comment sir, always welcome. Take care good Kostas and the loved ones around you.