Living a life of poetical expressions along with musical
compositions, falling onto sheets of measures, writing
poetry that'll fit in with coded rhythms while waiting.
Visions pulsating energetically in time, showing the
future and its many events coming nearer to completion
with every passing moment.
Listening carefully to details as they silently come
unbidden into clearings of intellect's meadows where
they become much clearer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem