I am like a cloud floating in the sky, 
above me is the vastness of space 
and possibilities.
The stars travel amongst the darkness leaving behind their dusty vails, 
they are married to the Seas of galaxies birthing ideas that burst forth from my
imagination.
Like a ghost a lingering sent of passion 
slowly releases from the depths of 
my heart.
The darkness is temporarily lit 
by the burst of energy from 
my release.
That like a caged bird, 
I crave freedom, I yurn for 
the touch of wind between
my skin and the environment.
The rush of excitement in my
veins and the exhale of air
in my lungs is accelerating
and refreshing.
I become a small galaxy of experiences, 
the vastness of me expands as far 
as the imagination can stretch 
my existence, I have and will touch everything; for we are of many strings
vibrating through the vail of star dust.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    