Moving forward, letting everything slide, not wanting to
deal with it just now, knowing it will keep while this
mind exits, finding realms in which to dedicate to answers
being found within.
Giving intellect the room it needs to explore, discover
and finally come to conclusions that will be forthcoming
in passages of musical interludes while writing intensely
through many moments of this life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem