When I listen to the music I love, light penetrates the barriers of
my mind, causing me to see the words and write them out in rhyme.
Lively, happy, tantalizingly glad, tickling my brain in unending
strains of musical perfection.
Filling to overflowing, all within is in one accord, as writing fills
many hundreds of pages.
Lightly dancing, life, God, knowledge, prayers and reasoning are
awakened somehow - somewhere - deep amid my soul, carrying everything
to ease my mind and brain from becoming too full of words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem