Springing down pathways in time to musical episodes, playing for me only.
Saturating endless neurons and synapses within my brain, keeping it energized and alert for all coming thoughts throughout the day.
Sincere emotions are traveling along rhythmic stanzas, being composed as I write and play the piano in my mind.
Many hours of joy and happiness fill me everyday as I alone can hear and see the screens of photographic memories stirring images and words in my mind.
Soul-filling energy, keeping me alive, nothing else can come close to the purpose it gives me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem