Sounds of natural music filling this poetical mind with an
intense energy of expression, response and intuitive insight
while writing incessantly.
Providing an entire network of neurons and synapses, a way in
which to translate notes, tones, tempos and rhythms quietly
into poetry and prose all through this temporary life.
Always looking forward to disappearing to the other side of
death, a place where this mere poet knows that the answers
fit our temporary time here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem