Rocking ultimately to interior rhythms of a brain, charging
into beautiful landscapes of the mind.
Noticing the presence of attitudes and feelings, emotionally
moving around, trying to find an outlet for their expression.
Finding an open door through music, tripping out onto pages
of poetry, happy to at last be spoken silently aloud.
Causing a readjustment of peace to be fulfilled interiorly,
bringing a quiet stillness to the forefront of intellect.
Watching the measures of time open, taking this soul on a
reflective journey into realms otherwise not explored.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem