Peaceful analytical measures of melody, touch my mind
and relax it elastically with sublime ideas.
Grazing lazily along memory lane, watching images
raise their heads and eyes as I pass by.
Daring to hope for more than a motion of whispering
silence, as many adjectives line up to become a
juxtaposition of reality to divine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem