Walking hand in hand with rhythms and their sounds,
compiling words of poetical natures into the very
ones that are being played so accurately.
Testing movements with rapid rhythms loping now, down
avenues to the finish line, smiling and joining in
with rhythms that climb into atmospheres beyond earth.
Listening quietly while writing, capturing all nuances
that are hidden from sight, not losing a beat, keeping
time in measures of chords that continually make a dif-
ference in this world.
Using them to put to music while writing constantly,
having fun, challenging this mind and intellect in-
cessantly with daring new thoughts, ideas and concepts.
Ones that are giving rise to interior useful inventions
to be brought out into the universe, made and then util-
ized by millions of people all over this entire world.
Loving to create values for anyone that needs help in
times of hardship, turmoil or suffering, exercising
every neuron and synapse in this creative mind.
Holding onto every sound as it flows and soars into
nature's environment and other levels of dimensions,
always on the lookout to incorporate details not seen
by other people, enjoying comments from them as their
minds open more fully.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem