Thoughts singing with rhythms in a deepened silence of this
brain, communicating telepathically through music, finding
an energetic muse that loves to play on interior playgrounds.
Traipsing slowly through a myriad of delectable ideas being
searched and sought out in a variety of ways as life moves
in directions of inward psychology.
Anticipating the authority of God as He is dwelling within
each of us, not disturbing, just keeping tabs on us, allowing
our free will to be used.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem