Rhythms acting like smoke and mirrors tonight, hiding feelings
and emotions in depths of a being, yet being tempted, taunted
and teased by notes and their tones.
Mind and intellect escaping into dreams while listening, having
a wonderful time lying back in memories of a mystical moment of
spirituality, relaxing and thinking while moving forward in a destinical mirror as life finds a place to rest peacefully.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem