Light reflecting in odd shapes, giving off solicitous senses
of something new to be created and associated with musical
rhythms as they fall in place among circles of words,
uncovering themselves in rhyming diction.
Moving forward, beginning and ending in melodies, bringing
a balanced harmony into view on inner screens of beauty.
Locating every nuance, watching as picturesque words continue
to fall into place as I write it all down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem