Musically infiltrating inner dimensions, rhythms so gently
and carefully sliding into and out of spheres on photo-
graphic screens.
Electrically creating energy from within an imaginative
reality, causing quite a stir, touching and finding every-
thing appearing in definitive portraits.
Landscapes that have coded designs held within them, a per-
fect solitude that creates a new mode of serenity interiorly,
delving quietly into seasons of life, expressing them totally
in lines of prose on a constant and incessant basis.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear RoseAnn, such a marvelous poem👍👍👍