Mind reacting to tempos and rhythms, loving how they are
constantly changing and rearranging thought patterns as
ideas flow along with an interior waterfall.
Falling below into a cool blue pool where they're thought
about, conjuring many concepts from every one of them,
bringing an enlightenment to mind, intellect and spirit.
Brain incessantly awakened by a rhythm, tempo, instrument,
image, then creating lines of poetry as this mind continually
translates all of it without any effort.
Walking along a boardwalk interiorly, finding fascinating
ideas that are constantly being taken into the landscapes
of another universe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem