Sanity being kept tightly through the writing of poetry
and music.
Listening constantly to rhythms of interior sacredness,
holding onto each beat and tempo, keeping step and time
within each measure of life and being.
Gathering and collecting memories from an entire moment
of life, watching them all appear on inner screens,
giving a peaceful interior, fulfilling this sensuous
nature.
So entirely soothing, calming, writing of what is always
wanting to be done in life.
Carefully watching and keeping everything set in stones to
get by with in daily life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem