Silent, serenity approaching my spirit through a melody of
sacredness, fulfilling and taking life into depths of my
being.
Flowing like a river, always on the move, rapids taking my
mind through intellect and into quiet, still pools of in-
tense thought lying already within me.
Waiting patiently for ideas to be collected in rainbows of
colors and brought into the light shining within, steady
rhythms touching, bringing everything into interior realms.
Never taking other pathways away from passion and essence
of poetical interludes, watching as tides touch and compose
melodies through the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem