Whispering sounds coming through music and its rhythms,
finding much pleasure in their colors of sound, touching
them with mind and spirit.
Enjoying the sensations and their feelings as they're
raised into being, nothing to stop them from touching a
poetical essence of being.
Watching as many visions are displayed through music,
showing future endeavors like picture puzzles, pieces
falling into place without any effort at all.
Playing in an imaginational reality where life can be it-
self, going into poetical landscapes and portraits, then
synchronizing it all through musical rhythms.
Taunting, teasing and captivating mind and intellect with
thoughts wanting to be expressed in imagery, words and
meanings placed in prose throughout the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem