Heeding inner senses, touching interiorly, my soul, music develops talent within, giving me something to look forward to in my mind.
Soothing nerves, giving me mere moments to associate and take time to gather in what is going on in my being.
Notwithstanding, life is difficult, full of pain and at times not worth it's weight in gold.
Yet, here I sit listening and taking in rhythms from melody's heaven-sent talents.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love your poems when i read them they make my day alittle bit better. There beautifully written i love how they always turn out good. Just like listening rhythms that God sends.