Racing melodies riding alongside of intellect's soul,
traipsing through harmony and a perfunctory rhythm.
Standing alone in the forest of imagination, watching
as all of nature seems to follow and adhere to this
artistic landscape of tones and sounds.
Being accompanied by intense moods of thinking interior
blossoms opening themselves in creative aspects of
Representing a magical ideal as it seems to come out
enhancing views of all that is being seen through
curtains of imagination.
An open and vast universe, filled with symmetry and
poise, entertaining and acknowledging facts of knowledge
as it settles in meadows of an outstanding vision.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem