Rushing quickly into recesses of this mind, allowing an innate musical talent to touch and take mind and intellect into secret gardens of explanations and beauty.
Their imagery bright, vivid and lively, turning every little detail into a poem then into and out of mazes of definitions and meanings.
Uncannily explaining the unexplainable in every thought throughout the years, everyone of these poems making up the fabric of this being and soul interiorly.
A peaceful, silent type of awakening that very few ever find in their lifetimes, so happy to have discovered this secret in depths of music.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem