Waking into another beautiful and brilliant morning, innate
talent excited, hardly able to begin writing, finding ex-
citement and thrills through music and rhythms.
Energetic and sublime, tones and chords touching this brain,
creating an intensity of purpose, bringing to the surface
it's beauty and profound meanings.
Living in the magnitude of a silent concentration, loving
feelings that become part of writing, reaching into depths
of being.
Allowing it all to coalesce and become poetry through the
beauty of the Divine, bringing peace and serenity, fantastic
gifts from above, using them to the fullest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem