Whispering low, finding voices to get up and sing
karaoke, not nervous or afraid, finding beauty
from within an interior spiritual life.
Like a life-saver going on without any qualms at
all, wanting to satisfy inner cravings with a
smile in this mind.
Never fearing the wonder that assimilates in depths
of musical rhythms, taking tempos into faster measures
of another time.
Coming soon in a future that seems to be promising
a new and better life here in the good old U.S.A.
where freedom reigns gloriously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem