Reaching into depths of hopes, dreams, desires, taking their
essence and writing it into many poems, increasing thoughts
and ideas continuing to flow into this mind and intellect.
Dusting out the cobwebs with music and it's rhythms, totally
relaxing, feeling joy and happiness filling this being so
fully and gently.
Mind dancing with melodies, racing across the chords and
measures of time, taking into account the many moments
of living already past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem