The star is shining like a neon light
I stare why it is so intensely bright.
Moon and winds have a tinge of blue
Wait to see what befalls that night.
Glittering.
Radiating.
Shimmering.
Blistering.
The winds and trees are whispering in.
Bellows of perpetuity is scratching in.
Volatile and noisy is the innate form
The atmosphere is inebriated by gin.
Infuriating.
Harrowing.
Provoking.
Intoxicating.
For listener who hears the untamed
Sound of music of nature unclaimed.
The digital and hi-fi kits come to a zero
This wonder orchestra was a real hero.
Sporadic.
Supreme.
Inspire.
Absolute.
I felt the grandeur in my heart,
Cling to Earth and never to part.
Wearing a veil of secret obscurity
Yearning to learn: What Art Thou.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem