Melodies gently enticing this poet, giving auras and
visions that will continually enter this brain and
mind as intellect takes off into other dimensions.
Going deep within interior universes where this poet
lives in solitude, enjoying the peace wherever it en-
folds through this creative process.
An infinite amount of passion, desires and needs of
an interior energy that needs to be fed constantly
through rhythms of music.
In order to continue through this mortal world of
opinionated people that have little or no tolerance
towards others at all.
Except through writing, for somehow it just automat-
ically opens wide, encircling everyone with absolutely
no problems at all in doing so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem