Centering in the midst of chaos, attempting to
contain solace in the hands of my mind.
Carefully adjusting attitudes, placing faith in
the afternoon of this life.
Accommodating disclosures at will, as ideas are
being formulated in tandem with music.
Signals of brevity filtering through, causing
quite a stir as writing continues throughout
every ordeal.
Not stopping a single thought on it's way to this
brain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well penned with beautiful words- Accommodating disclosures at will, as ideas are being formulated in tandem with music. thank you