Light and carefree, dancing to inner melodies,
watching words and notes mix poetically with
the music.
Never any effort, always enjoyable, poetry
continues to overflow memories with shadows,
always ready to be written out.
Standing in lines of readiness, never a doubt,
all will be written out in time.
Constant images and ideas are always colliding
within my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem