Reaching into dimensions of other interior universes, just one being a drop in the bucket so to say.
Loving the excitement and thrills of music and rhythms taking this mind and intellect into fascinating areas of subconsciousness.
There all thought seems to originate and kept in measures of coded rhythms, everybody's sense and process being determined by calculating mathematical formulas.
Equating what's being seen, heard, smelled, tasted and felt,
putting all of it together and allowing it to be used creatively in the writing of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem