Listening to melodies fill my mind's heart with
rhythmically sounding beats of life.
Pontifically listening to it's sounds and tones
of reality as it penetrates barriers, crossing
over into unknown arid spaces of life.
Times of acquiescence build images towards
heaven's gates as I write what I continuously
find within my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem