Encompassing thoughts of a lifetime as I write them into
a poetical interlude that will last forever, lonesome
days becoming the volumes of poetry that I write.
Music playing through intellect, taking me into another
universe where only I can envision and display images
of my past, present and future.
Nothing else can soothe my mind and intellect as easily
and sensually as writing poetry and composing music can
accomplish within my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem