Solitary being of the arts, music and literature, existing in
their atmosphere, unafraid, strengthened by their solo exist-
ence within this mere poet.
Listening to coded rhythms as they play with this mind and in-
tellect, delicately touching heart and soul with an inspira-
tional depth of beauty and wonder.
Bringing out fragile and gentle tapestries that exist in our
world, partaking of scents and auras that capture and entice
intellect in moments of delight.
Imagery taunting mind, intellect and heart to enter spheres
of an imaginational reality existing solely in the fresh,
lively interior atmosphere of love and caring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem