2 -. Inner Realm
Revelation
Head is gone beyond battle blank,
At the sudden sound of a bird,
In a lone hour of afternoon.
The sound deep and hard, revelation!
The head bents and an explosion.
The tiny cup of my heart is overflowed.
The sun is shining bright on line,
Still and quiet and witness my mind.
We are both the mirror and image,
Within the mirror and the image.
The wee bed of grass is the mirror!
My mind, the sun and the douceur.
The memory of my childhood,
The pain of falling in love of boyhood,
And the sordid song of life wise,
In a moment flashed and revelation!
The sound deep and hard, revelation! The head bents and an explosion. The tiny cup of my heart is overflowed
Head is gone beyond battle blank, At the sudden sound of a bird, In a lone hour of afternoon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The pain of falling in love of boyhood, And the sordid song of life wise, In a moment flashed and revelation!