Lying back, comfortable, thinking of nothing right now, listening to music of creativity as it blends with mind and intellect in rhythms of joyful contemplation.
Sincere and fulfilling, taking all space needed while writing in a waiting room, mind walking about, creatively thinking and going beyond limitations of human nature.
Finding many ideas coming to the surface, wanting to be expressed in a poetic melody or spiritual song of sacred beauty and reflection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem