Rousting and jiving through the morning, rolling down
tracks like a locomotive racing through the country-
side.
Being filled with energy and total joy, taking me into
depths of rhythms, enjoying the ride as I slide in and
out of measures of time.
Collecting thoughts along the way, writing them down in
details of life as I continue moving forward while still
listening to music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem