Rocking the desert environment where people love to congregate,
having fun and taking to the music instantly, a revelry at best,
bringing minds together to be immersed in the joy of rhythms.
An old-fashioned way of gaining balance, finding peace, serenity,
and joy within its measures throughout the night, beautiful and
keeping pace with thoughts, ideas and concepts.
Tasting colorful sounds as they burst into the air like fireworks,
purpose and sound reuniting in many notes and tones, our minds
remembering the past in and through them.
Thinking now in the present about the future and wondering where
our destinies will at last bring us in this temporary world, then
letting us go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem