Beneficially playing the piano, carefully arranging
compositions in centers of intellect.
Uncomplicating attitudes of life, breaking them into
simple ideas to be sought out and given extra details,
placing them in a picture album for the entire year.
Pleasing colors and tempos sifting through my brain and
into another pattern created by self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem