Touching feelings that are kept hidden deeply inside, only
wanting to feel them in the privacy of intellect where no
one ever has access.
Joy and happiness running wild, no boundaries nor limits
to get in the way, a desire and passion always ready to
open up and enter imaginational depths of tranquility.
Serenity moving aside anything wanting to interfere in
the beauty of music playing in this mind, taking the high
road, never leaving a single note behind the eight ball in
this life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem