Invisible thoughts being expressed in song,
right before me in technical rhythms.
Sauntering down measures beating in time
with my heart, as I walk through imagination
full of expectant hopes.
Vividly seeing the poetical episodes revolving
upon photographic screens within.
Landscapes being drawn while the music is
playing.
A novel experience penetrating every aspect of
intellect that I hear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Roseanne you know yo poetry keep it up