Faith Healer and A Mystical Revealer
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Monday, August 15,2016
A damsel not in distress,
Nevertheless, a royal empress.
A goddess among the nobility,
With qualities far beyond possibility.
She plummeted, deprived of rhyme or reason,
As nectarines sweetened in due season.
She dances in the mists of thin air,
She is an extraordinary discovery for us, the fortunate pair.
Trumpets sound jubilant fanfares,
For this deity is the answer to all prayers.
Out of this realm, I was whisked away there,
For angels shed tears when you are not near.
Ethereal beauty splendidly disguised,
Across my heart, your name is advertised.
By your side, I'd dwell from sunset to sunrise;
My destiny rises in your eyes.
My soul is no longer free to wander,
As distant thunder calls me with a ponder.
With a single glance, I fly high into the sky;
Whatever you wish for, I shall comply.
Numbers no longer count, nor do they surmise,
My clock swirls counterclockwise.
The world rotates slowly; logic no longer applies,
And I have revised my plans, for I have won the first prize.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem