Melodies softly playing, tip toeing through my mind,
touching thoughts that are being chosen to be written
into poems.
Pondering and letting my mind wander aimlessly down
a myriad pathways of intellect, delving quietly and
deftly into passages of time.
Allowing rhythms to lead into nether lands where I
find the peace and happiness that I so desperately
crave every moment of my life.
So tenderly and bravely, thoughts unfold openly into
a void of interior universes where they can be opened
and played with in depths of intellect's imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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