Steady, falling into measures and chords with a hunger
for music always ready to be absorbed within, challeng-
ing and daring many things along the way.
Wanting to know how to drop into a harmony without any
doubts echoing in mind, stealing moments, climbing
heights of innate talent.
Finding self in rhythms of natural instinct, subconsci-
ousness unfolding in narrow canyons of realization, toss-
ing particles of it into fields of poetry to grow wild
and free in books of literature throughout the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem