Loving measures of time allotted in rhythms and music,
writing along with them constantly, fully enjoying what-
ever moments are spent in listening to all types of music.
Believing, having faith and living for it's rhythms,
picking up my saddened soul from the cisterns of life's
miseries.
Knowing the way that I am continuing to live in the music
of my total being, never despairing, fitting my shadow of
reality with a quiet serenity.
Dreaming of tomorrow while continually being myself through-
out life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an unique portray of your mind-body-brain, existence RoseAnn. There should be a good explanation in modern neuroscience for your extra-special talent. It seems there are two different sites on your brain cortex differentially involved in music and poetry writing directed by your heart. This aspect needs to be studied by modern experts. Thank you very much!