Racing with rhythms, soaring into the heavens, loving the feel-
ing of freedom that overtakes spirit and soul so quietly yet
exuberantly throughout the day.
Soothing melodies slowly finding their way into this mind, fill-
ing it with peace and contentment, nothing else to fulfill in-
tellect or soul on this earth.
Delectable sounds of life hurrying about, realizations finding
their way through the darkness, helping to find self through
the haze of living this temporary life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem