So long you are present
The earth is a reality
Real is its song and its beauty
And it makes your presence
So total to find yourself nowhere
The moment you see yourself
Standing at a center
So many circles are drawn
around you
Then everything becomes
topsy-turvy
Dreams descend in to the castle
Your imagination built in the air
The earth is lost
And as ghost you rule your dreams
Larger than yourself.
You make your night more beautiful
With so many colours of light
Painted on the walls of darkness
You make your silence louder
With dance and songs and music
And declared truth is not what is
But what you have made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem