Mind reaching out, wanting to feel intense meanings as
they blow through wind, as it flows into the forest
of imagination.
Rallying against the world and its many fears because
of our government, pulling back from the edges and
safety.
Taking the heart of this poet into a collection of
mind-bending thoughts, exercising this brain with all
kinds of situations.
Taking steps into the night, stepping on many tomb-
stones in the dark, reigning over and over again in
chords of a time that has almost expired.
Tired of being in the world, looking for another
place in time, another dimension far away from this
earthly life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mind always tries to feel intense things. A deeper perception motivates me. An interesting poem is beautifully penned...10