Feeling the rush of intensity flowing through melodies and
other rhythms, sensations filling every particle of being
as notes and tones fit together with this perfect pitch.
Orchestrating it all are our brain and intellect as this
mind enjoys pleasant sounds of colors, aromas and shadows
as they dance, flow and surround intellect.
Performing such feats of beauty and creativeness that eyes
become misty with tears of joy, fantasies reaching out to
grasp hold of it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem