Drumming rhythms strumming my heart, sliding into depths of
my spirit, grasping onto the energy of an interior universe,
holding the fragrance of life beyond our horizon.
Sleepily forming thoughts and concepts before falling into
dreams of everlasting peace in outer levels of earthly life,
taking measures of time into invisible shadows of yesterday.
This time not rising to save the heart of my mind, letting
it rock and roll into the universe, searching for the rhythms
and melodies to keep it going.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem