Heart beating away in time to rhythms playing in
my mind, finding the path of intellect that will
bring me into the center of the Divine.
Without any hesitation at all, tempo rising, and
falling, keeping time with interior rhythms of
intellect.
Sorting out every situation and circumstance in
life, giving every possibility a chance to recoup
it's stance in the scheme of things on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem