When you read my poem, let the words
be like the flashes of light you love,
and are just as brief as the light they cast.
Read my verse rhythms as if they were
parallel to the warm breezes that caress
your flesh in their passage. And if a phrase
strikes you as especially truthful or an image
as especially lovely, pause your reading so that
it can sink into your heart...
What are these words but air breathed in and out,
with their sounds carrying into the world
this stumbling eloquence, which arrives as poetry,
goes deep within your being, and disappears...
What are these words but air breathed in and out, with their sounds carrying into the world this stumbling eloquence, which arrives as poetry, goes deep within your being, and disappears.............Such an amazing pom....Poetry is the life breath of the poet.It is the light of love- - Yes, take a holy dip in the sea of poetry and feel the blesssings.
wonderful writing /// come come here to read yourself to read myself to read everyone to read universe with love love of immortality love of final destination ......//// beautiful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice, daniel. this feels like a caress, like the breath of a zephyr. -glen