Looking through mini blinds at nature outside
the window, seeing bright, vibrant, green leaves
bopping around in the wind and covering trees.
Silent, composing prose and music to go with it,
loving the peace their combined rhythms give to
me.
Sensational thoughts being given through the at-
mosphere and taken into intellect where I can
blend and give them coded rhythms to be sung by.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem