Sitting, enjoying music rushing in country western
beats, enlivening this mind, making my heart beat
faster as rhythms combine and take over the interior
of this mind in writing.
Cascading down a waterfall, keeping time with flowing
water as it falls constantly into thoughts of this very
beautiful and open interior life.
Occasionally - sometimes, taking a dive into it's depths
at the bottom, loving feelings of free - falling.
Then coming up from beneath bluened and cool waters with
a magical feeling coming over me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem