Climbing vines of life, heading towards heaven above with all the blessings this earthly life can hold.
Messages being taken in mind and intellect, then placed into words and feelings of poetry.
Wandering down lines of poetry as they appear like little miracles coming to life in moments of thought while listening and writing poetry.
A rippling effect rolling up and down measures of music, it's electricity escaping into a video being taken.
Mind and intellect reciting from a photographic memory, writing everything down in a blank book that's awaiting thoughts of reality being translated from imagination by musical rhythms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem