Listening attentively to the sounds surrounding me late
at night.
Right ear able to focus so much clearer and sending the
tones to a functioning intellect.
Producing the idiosyncrasies in rhythms and pitches in
the left ear.
Swirling and taking thoughts up and into realms of the
right ear and into the left side of my brain.
No effort ever needed to do this, feeling it's right,
letting it coincide with imagination at the same time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem