Music talking to me staccatoly in rhythms of rhyme,
soliciting a poetical fidelity within intellect.
Causing a final ending to be pushed away, giving an
avenue to freedom and liberty through life and it's
turmoil.
Taking a stand, gaining strength, finding confidence
needed to move ahead, circling turns in life, looking
for the best solutions in their circular patterns.
Swiftly finding and taking them into the future on a
solo journey, the destiny of my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem