Sinking into pockets of music, fingering their rhythms just like
playing a piano in your mind, feeling happy, melodies soothing
and straightening out a tumultuous day.
Lingering doubts now being chased away in an evening light, follow-
ing lines of notes into depths of intellect, challenging this mind
with many thoughts of the future.
Seeing visions in the light of day in another dimension, one where
life has it's own way, pleasing it's inner depths with a purity of innocence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem