Right into depths of rhythm goes this poetical mind and
intellect, rising up against stress and turmoil, finding
heartache at times.
Sacrificing always in hardships of fate and destiny, now
spreading these poetical wings, soaring through sufferings
with an inner faith and strength helping to increase hope.
Readily moving out of darkness, not wanting to spend more
time than is needed, for there's more to life than these
many difficulties on earth; rhythms of music are like sun-
shine to this interior spirit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem