Staring
at the fire,
crackling.
Dark room
candle flicker.
Soft classical
music.
Christmas tree
lit.
Timeless.
Time has
no meaning.
No meaning
at such a
moment.
Universe
disappears
outside gone.
Only that
scene, that
moment.
Could be
any time.
Could be
any place.
The moment
the same.
Timeless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem