Staring into space, mind silent, watching interior videos
play one after another, enlightening intellect, learning
from details of these videos.
Wondering at times where they're coming from and how they
compile themselves so perfectly, it's always a pleasure
through to watch them.
Many times being given hints and clues on how to interpret
their imagery and feelings into musical rhythms, bringing
them into every day life and poetry so easily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem