Gently surpassing every melody heard tonight.
Falling richly into an ocean of rhythms,
flowing with the tides over heavenly shores.
Spending the energy of harmony wisely, playing
it for a poet sitting in the audience, writing.
Only a passing glance touching me once in a
while, everyone leaving me alone in my solo
crypt.
Appearing only in the silence of each moment,
as it flows past me in a special rendition,
captured in a poem here tonight.
(10: 38 p.m. - 11/16/13)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem