Poetry is the light that always shines
Amidst darkness. It satisfies the soul.
It's a gift bestowed by the gods. Its signs
Are subtle. If you care to look around
Closely, you will discover its magic.
It's so enticing. It courts the tragic.
Yet it captures joy and wonder. It seems,
At times, to mirror inner realms of dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks Poet Poet...much appreciated! I'd be happy to read your poem.