Setting the pace here at the Wagon Yard, getting ready at a
moment's notice, finding poetry that lies hidden until the
very moment music touches my mind ecstatically and intensely.
Moving forward, stepping to rhythms, staccatoly taking me
away with some honky tonky blues, relieving stress and tension
of each day as I write into the universe.
With every moment that life gives me, so perfect, serene and
placid, always finding an enticing excitement that keeps me
going, giving an interior energy that never fades or disappears,
a wonderful treasure inside my being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem