Poetry,
Can do wonders,
Catapult you to the stars
In long loving summer nights,
Have the moonlight softly
Kiss you,
In a rapture of delight,
Cross the oceans,
Make the sterile deserts flower
Capture love's sweet, finest hour
Make you feel, so fancy free
Allowing, you to enjoy
All that you are and want to be
Indeed a veritable wonder
That can elevate the soul
To regions of unimagined thunder.
And yet,
Much to Poetry's regret,
There is one miracle,
It cannot give,
The real, true love
All beings need,
To live.
I wish I loved poetry as you do, I guess my attention span is limited, but I have had some great times with it, maybe one day I will fall in love with it again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Sandra. Wonderful words and thoughts shared.