This mind instantly creating literature through
poetry the very exact moment that music and
rhythm start playing.
Touching this heart so completely, a wonderful
feeling of accomplishment, finding it's way into
my being.
Enveloped and encompassed in artistic passion and
essence of other musicians, creating music from
their own life-blood.
Then flowing into mine, blending chemically, giving
me innate properties needed to create poetry from
nothing.
Purity and innocence of rhythms always being coded
through intellect so I may use them intellectually
in a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem