Silence quietly appearing in the background of a melody,
hoping to bring spirits up through an interior contempla-
tion with coded rhythms accompanying it.
Fascinating people in depths of their souls and hearts,
taking the time to be blessed in the sacredness of this
music being played so gently.
As it soothes entire bodies of people sitting around,
it's giving angel's wings room to spread out, ready to
fly away, but leaving the greatness of God behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem