Rhythms singing loudly in the afternoon sun, a cool mist
flowing, being blown by the wind, softly giving a tantal-
izing melody to intellect.
Running down highways of my mind, having fun traveling
alone with musical rhythms as my companion, enjoying them
immensely, finding them enticing.
Distracting me from this temporary world of lies and illu-
sions going on, moving with tempos, exposing truths along
the way.
Exploding all the myths and theories that are abounding
throughout the world, abandoning the paths of others and
creating my own along the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem