Looking about inwardly, seeing many important ideas
merging with innate knowledge, putting them together,
and acknowledging their worth.
Seeing tantalizing visions of the future, welcoming
intense feelings rhythms bring to the forefront on
a constant basis.
Drums steadily beating in time with musical precision,
captivating a poetical heart with neurons and synapses,
thrilling a poet's being more than ever this morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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