Dancing in mind, twirling into the sunset as music
continues to play well into the morning.
Positioning itself comfortably in seats of a mind,
listening and benefiting from the incessant beating
of notes into my heart.
Rhythms meshing with the total essence of being,
adjusting inner tones to meet with those without.
Being pounded generously and staccatoely, in synch
totally and constantly in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem