Feeling rhythm falling heavily in this mind, not letting
itself be ignored in any respect.
Searching for the words to speak of it's tender touch in
behaviors and attitudes in measures of notes.
Catching it all together in the same atmospheres of many
other dimensions, forever explaining every aspect of life.
Different tempos through melodies and harmonies of another
time are specially marked for the future in a period of
grace and music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem