Feelings of joy filling this being entirely through musical
rhythms and it's poetical muse, often gliding through depths
of intellect like a child on a sled through the snow in winter.
A joyously wonderful way to live life interiorly, tasting the
essence of innocence and childhood, it's purity vitalizing
every brain cell, opening their pathways considerably.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem