All the whispers
Shared by the vain
Effecting the chemistry of the brain
A bee hive split in half
This aftermath of a materialistic world
These spaces where we've left the Earth
Entering a multicolored stream
Of light and plasmic flame
One with the succession of cosmic deaths
Born and released
Energy changing forms
Tell me again, is it ever destroyed?
The imagination extending through death
Logic placed in the nether mind
That used to control breath
First to remember who they are
Expressing and expanding
In an orb of light
Trauma uncovered
In rapturous fight
Redemption brings true freedom
The soul blooms
In service to self and others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem