Atmosphere filled with electricity charging people with an
innate energy that picks everyone up, never letting them
down.
Charging and recharging with an innate talent, politely
saying thank you, as rhythms continue rushing, pulsating
all the way down avenues moving around.
Producing sensations that keep everyone going, filtering
timelessly and quietly, measures of time and music, in
strumming of guitars across the mall.
Singing, dancing to sounds and beats of the electric slide,
a momentous cycle of wonder as details circle throughout
the atmosphere.
Joy and happiness spinning like a top, touching our souls
and spirits incessantly, generating energy in this little
space of time and wonder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We need lots to cheer us all up the Covid days. Lovely inspiring poem.