Standing back, watching people laugh, enjoy life and
converse with each other, all the while listening to
music at it's best.
Particles and fibers of intense desire, filling them
with brightly-colored hues, as they find their places
in time and continue to enjoy themselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You're an observer in this poem and what you're observing is people's sheer delight at being together, sharing the music they love, the company they keep, and the time they treasure. It's beautiful to find such unclouded happiness. Of course, if you went up close to individuals, you'd probably find the melancholic or sour-puss - but your perspective here is the aggregate, not the individual and that's why it adds up to a joyful scene. Perhaps I should change that metaphor: not adding up but MULTIPLYING JOYS!