Moving to the rhythms, enfolding me within their souls,
giving a happiness and cheer through their placement
of notes and tones within my heart.
Playing music with a mood of intense attitudes, forming
in intellect, allowing a strength of character to become
itself in every rhythm, sending messages to this brain.
Illuminating the essence and purpose of all of life here
and now, and not waiting for death's embrace.
A warmth forming around my heart, touching the innermost
feelings of my soul as I walk into the bright lights of
mourning's sun.
Holding tear drops of sorrow carefully so I won't lose
any of the memories they so preciously held for me
throughout life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem