Beats of rhythm strike chords within children and they begin to
dance into their feelings of pleasure, smiles on their faces
feet tapping to tempos that please them interiorly.
Giving them energy and colliding with their inner thoughts,
touching and filling them with designs of rhythms, slowly and
gently, softly bringing about changes within.
Reflecting thoughts in minds of being, finding that beauty
has taken everything, strengthening it in depths of melodies,
exercising and developing an innate creative process.
Stepping into each of them purposely, never backing away,
soaring into skies of dreams that will one day become a
reality somewhere in the world in the form of a poem or two.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem