Time being silently allocated to writing poetry and listening
to music, a private rendition of joy, peace and tranquility
being served from an innate talent through mind and intellect.
Soaring into spaces of other dimensions, playing with spheres
found there on photographic screens filled with imagery, sounds
of color exploding into an interior atmosphere of compassion
and certitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem