Swinging, swaying, creating another lasting memory
synapse in my brain to recall another time in the
future.
Feeling abidingly serene as every moment builds
itself into my daily life.
Finding total calm as music flows over me,
tantalizing every thought out into the open,
adjusting my attitude and mood with each note.
As time goes by, all of it will end up being my
life when it has ended.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem