Watching and standing at the brink of rhythms being
played in front of me.
Keeping this mind exercised, taking intellect into
depths of wisdom, dipping into knowledge found there.
Kept safe and serene by an innate talent that in-
satiably brings me into the light of innermost
spirituality.
Focusing only beauty of interior landscapes, nothing
ever getting in the way of this intense energy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem