Patterns of lights scuttling around the floor,
showing off their rainbow reflections through-
out the room.
Shining and dancing upon a wooden dance floor,
justifying the sensations of life, music takes
me down slides of yesterday's desert mountains.
Leaving imagination to uncover the best there
is in this intellect, loving feelings coming
through the darkness.
Hiding interior addresses of life, writing on
the wall being scribbled into my mind through-
out the hours of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem