In the absence of words
Poetry is pure Silence
Engulfing the Soul
Illuminating the Truth
In Silence, poetry is displayed
Under a shroud of mystery
Totally hidden
From the prying eyes of humanity
In a gesture of goodwill
The vault of Poetry is unlocked
Unveiled
And poured into the vase of life (heart)
This phenomenon is a deep secret
Revealed only to those who consume silence
The mystics, poets, dreamers and the seekers of Truth
Writing poetry is a gift
In poetry, existence is unveiled
The truth is revealed in a swollen cloud of words
And punctured to release a rainbow of meaning
In an amazing display of God's colorful existence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kenneth, Very true! To My Poem List.