Rocking and rolling to tunes of many different rock bands,
flowing through the atmosphere on air currents of beautiful
patterns within rainbows of various colors.
One always being every shade of blue, no matter what else
should appear, favorite bluened designs always within, never
failing to inspire every fiber of being through rhythms.
Continuing on pathways through the years, passing timelines
along the way, always expressing innate talent in writing,
expressing it all for others to read in their own times.
Precious melodies being spread across the world in many
poems and shared individually on special quiet evenings,
spent alone in senior years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem