Unhurried evening, vast moments.
We protect the slow time
The way one protects his only life.
Hours made of quiet.
We want no longer
To conquer anyone,
Not even our life.
In our eyes: old wisdoms.
We learn how touch the unseen
Through what we see.
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From Aged Mirrors - trilogyofthemirrors.com
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In our eyes: old wisdoms. We learn how touch the unseen Through what we see.....so touching and true. A beautiful poem is shared here amazingly. Thanks for sharing.