Triggering thoughts in little thumbprints of music,
sending us into outer realms of reality.
Beating hearts keeping time and existing in an inner
beautiful melody, being played individually for each
one of us.
Gathering all particles into a gigantic quilt of
existence, keeping us warm and safe.
(2: 42 p.m. - 10/26/13)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem