Sounds falling from stars above, ideas and thoughts climbing
into open minds that only want to hear the rhymes in music.
Supporting heartbeats as they fall in step, right along the
roads and dusty trails as intellect finds its way.
Going through all hardships and sacrifices faced here on earth,
never alone when listening to musical rhythms, sounds continuing
to fall from stars above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem