Acknowledging the wonder of listening to music playing
articulate rhythms, musically playing it intellectually,
touching this mind so intensely.
Defining it's innate ability to write soundly and rapidly
about anything under the sun, repeating life in and through
imagery and talent.
Finding ways to express silently out loud the life that's
been lived by this mere poet and the struggle that it has
been.
Difficulties abounding, taking mind and matter across limit-
ations put on by others of inferior intelligence all through
life.
Now free from these human boundaries running free, wild and
untamed through interior jungles, forests, deserts and moun-
tains.
Taking from each of them what's needed to enter into feelings
and emotions, their pictures being seen readily throughout
intellect always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
RoseAnn, such a well-expressed write...10+++