When I meet silence
My mind is melted
All thoughts removed
Time and space are erased
And me too
Only nothingness is allowed to germinate
To emerge from the heart
And envelope my heart
In this moment
My hands are tied
My mouth is shut
And my heart speaks loudly
Illuminating the words
Igniting the poetic spirit
Deep within
I am no where to be found
I have been replaced
By the growing tree of poetry
In this state
My heart is embalmed
With a magical portion called Love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely expression in this poem dear Kenneth.