Morning bands are the best, listening to music and rhythms,
waking up a poetical brain, giving it a continuous jolt of
energy in order to complete the day.
Rocking into an early afternoon, having fun, keeping time
in many measures of rhythms while writing poetry, a life-
long tradition with a being interiorly.
Watching surroundings and people, all of it keeping time
with music, bringing laughter to the surface while watch-
ing antics of children, their energy is total and their
beings free to do dances they make up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem