The Poetry of the mind makes all things go
a timely motion where all rivers flow.
The Poetry of the mind can make things clear
a simple hush, its everywhere.
The poetry of the mind is delicately hidden:
in a touch
in a scent
in a sight
in a taste
a whisper from the very depths of the soul
only for one to decipher to become whole.
The poetry of the mind makes all things real
and through its roots all stripes are healed
The poetry of the mind will set us free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem