Expectant and waiting until rhythms reach fever pitches,
loving the intense excitement as it flies right into our
minds, hearts and souls.
Nothing else like it to touch interior beings in such a
vibrant and enlivening way, totally enjoying the sensations
as they continually fall from the band's instruments.
On stage, elucidating their talent as fingers trip up and
down frets of guitars, sticks beating constantly, playing with
our minds, taking us on an adventure in a mind-blowing event.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem