Locating sensors that feel interior thoughts through
rhythms, gathering ideas along the way.
Penetrating and delivering messages during musical
interludes as I translate them quickly into poetry.
Never missing a beat, studying instantaneously, while
gripping every measure filled with notes and tones.
Feeling free and at home, listening, taking me home
where I live in a bluened atmosphere of spirituality.
A fascinating place to be all through life, days and
nights fading in the sunset while writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fascinating place to be all through life. days and nights fading in the sunset while writing. Wonderful lines showing the focus on writing that makes other things like sunset or night immaterial. In a way the complete mechanism for penning a poem has been wonderfully depicted. Thanks for sharing.