Entering atmospheres of other dimensions, watching designs
open like blossoms poetically throughout intellect, being
absorbed in patterns of musical rhythms.
Coasting along, traveling through many measures of timely
music, never tiring of listening, translating and writing
poetry.
Constantly enlightened through all of it with innate wisdom
and knowledge, overflowing gently, delicately into synapses
and neurons.
Carried instantaneously into patterns and designs this brain
continually keeps creating, keeping time and pace with every
single note, passing through dimensions of an interior light,
contemplating and being soothed through it's bluened intensity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem