Sounds suddenly turning into rainbows of color, beating
and pulsating to exacting rhythms as they play incessant-
ly in motions of whatever happens to meet with intellect's
designs and patterns.
Enjoying the placement of every note and tone into mea-
sures of color as they meet with and blend into timely
rhythms, one after another in an enjoyable days in this
earthly life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem