Lightening quick, thoughts and ideas forming patterns and
designs of impossibilities from scratch, climbing so meth-
odically in and out of rhythms as they play interiorly.
Translating every note, tempo, rhythm in exacting order, a
mathematical precision, finding that everything already
lies waiting to be matched and written into prose.
Mind and intellect somehow translating it all from music
and rhythms into poetry, expressing life, feelings and
emotions totally and emphatically.
When read by others, tears sometimes fall, smiles may
appear or laughter out loud, a wonderful way to express
and touch others minds and hearts, allowing them to see
images and feel feelings this poet has seen and felt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem