Thoughts spreading throughout intellect, tracing patterns
in all directions, entering coded messages into my mind
as I write and listen to music simultaneously.
Taking equations, turning them into designs that I'm now
creating, allowing my mind to open wider, composing music
to add to each poem's rhythms.
Remembering melodies they are written from, always able
to sing them with their original rhythms, beats and tones,
a wonderful way to spend my time daily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish if each one of us could plan his or her day with the same spirit. Thanks. creating, allowing my mind to open wider, composing music to sing them with their original rhythms, beats and tones,