Rotating into nether worlds,
regaining stature of rhythm's measures as
they are being played in harmonic sounds.
Being recreated into childish gibberish,
yet kept in tune, and timing with the
innocence of a child, trying to sing along
with a D.J. named, Storm.
A wonderful tribute to children everywhere.
Tantalizing an essence of belief and faith
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem