Heading rapidly into rhythms as they coast quietly into this
mind, then picking up speed going faster and faster, nothing
to deter this mind and intellect.
Always tuning into rhythms during this life of joy, happiness,
sorrow and grief, just stepping together in depths of intellect
as we enjoy the fanfare of rhythms.
Touching freedom and liberty as they capture each of us in
depths of our being, feeling and being entertained by emotions
that're being stirred interiorly, lost in the music as writing
poetry continues through the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem