Piano tuning and playing itself interiorly, mind composing the
music simultaneously with no effort, coming so easily to this
intellect.
Giving it an inspiring atmosphere from which to write from,
serene and totally soothing, calming heart and soul with gentle
rhythms of being.
Thought transpiring in waterfalls as they drop carefully into
depths of intellect, taunting mind and heart with feelings and
emotions.
Pleasant sensations being brought gently into place within,
giving a soft place in which to reside in, a place of total
joy and happiness without any interference.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem