Soft sounding notes and tones gradually getting louder and
more boisterously insistent, demanding to be heard loud
and clear.
Making no mistake about it, Chopin wanted to be remembered
forever after his death, intriguing, enticing this musical,
poetical, artistic soul.
A special blessing given long after Chopin's life and death
here on earth, a mirror of joy given to this mere poet from
his life's music.
Thanking him sincerely through this little poem for his gift
beyond life here on earth, hoping he's pleased with this
little token of thankful appreciation from this mere poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem