Tantalizing inner spirits, creating a playground of intensive freedom, allowing them free rein in pools of thought, awaiting intellect to join in, bringing a special tone to all that enters my mind with musical fractions.
Dissecting, collating, retrieving so many melodies that I can't keep up, holding them in cups until I can transpose all of it into notes and measures, setting just the right mood to write to.
Leveling attitudes, adjusting their volumes so I can continue to hear all that transpires within my imagination and intellect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem