Silence singling into intellect, selecting rhythms
coincidentally and taking them beyond what is being
heard here.
Silver strings permeating, rapidly taking off across
the universe, showing a world of lifetimes and how to
enter their beautiful realms of another period in time.
Taking a journey into another land, touching upon the
essence of interior imagination, rushing carefully
into measures of destiny as it unfolds religiously
inside of taciturn beauty.
Scratching the surface, reaching for the stars, being
left behind each time as they move farther out and away
from this heart.
Unfolding rhythms interiorly, holding a mind, being
mesmerized and held in a state of wonder and awe.
Permeating the essence of passion and leading down trails
as they are being created in patterns and designs of today's
world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good feelings and pretty emotions.