Investigating depths of inner thoughts, hibernating in my
subconscious mind, having a joyful time, sending many
vibrant ideas into intellect.
Giving this brain a workout for the time being, listening
to the hidden rhythms coming out of hiding and playing in
compositions.
Now being composed to be played in instrumental concerts
of the future.
Enjoying the beauty of it's interior solitude, as it lovingly
caresses my mind.
Nothing can surpass the wonder, curiosity and awe of innate
gifts, delving constantly into their depths, keeping my
soul and spirit alive for the short time I will be here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem