Singular thoughts falling in line, catching my breath with rhythms slanting across the territory of my mind.
Secretly saying the words I need to hear, coming from the music as it leads me down pathways towards an eternity, giving off aromas of future destinies.
Collating sounds and matching them with heavenly scents of adjectives, forming interior motion and leading me towards an effervescent state of mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem