Prancing around in measures of songs that uplift spirits,
taking life into moments of humor and wonder, finding
secrets as they emerge from depths of darkness.
Watching as they're discovered and brought into the beauty
of sounds, rightfully taking their place in minds of in-
tellectual creativity through innate imagination.
Prancing beats rapidly flowing through people, being re-
spectful, filled with dignity and value, holding us up to
the light as we near the end of our lives, seeing our
final horizons up ahead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem