Living in measures of musical poetry,
existing because of it's presence in my life.
Alleviating the stress always pressing me from
other people's opinions.
Beaming the passion I have interiorly, sending
it into the atmosphere of my inner environment,
taking all mathematical formulas and infringing
upon them.
Counting down the minutes of existence in tell-
tale poems, leaving all of life in it's depths
and walking off into another length of rhythm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem