Rhythms beating to measures of time, giving melodies
and harmonies, pathways to delight in, walking joyfully
through thoughts, ideas, concepts and beliefs.
Interiorly being selected by intellect innately and in-
stantaneously, risking it all as I write into one poem
after another.
Feelings and emotions putting finishing touches on each
one while entering into interior senses that take me on-
to rainbows and raindrops falling from heaven.
Everything in the end being a fantasy play land where I
can do whatever pleases my spirit through purity and an
intense goodness of innocence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem