Running with rhythms, scaring away the blues, accosting
them with staccato beats and brilliant tones, spreading
themselves evenly throughout my mind.
Finding beauty in life being played by bands of great
ingenuity, loving and living in the deepest particles
of being.
Always feeling them, touching my heart and soul tenderly
and intensely, so aptly and courageously being taken
into the surrounding environment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem