O we're born into a world
Of ostensible order:
Where all things seem to rotate
Around a bright, certain sun.
Yet the dark chaos that dwells
Behind the pristine dream of
Love and happiness, is
Never far from the surface.
Behind the pristine dream of Love and happiness, is Never far from the surface.....nice expressive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dominic another sublimely written and beautifully delivered food for thought poem. 10+ and thank you.