Singers pass but a song lives
Feeding the eternal flame
New minds, burning
Eyes, eager to hear, inflaming
Beauty, recognizing the spark
Shyly from afar seducing
Beauty, feeding the flame
Eyes feeding the beauty
The source of firean omnipotent eye
Hearing with eyes, seeing with ears
nice poem... beauty never dies, beauty is what you made in one's heart
Very true, beauty lies in one's eye and it never dies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Small poem big message the words create its own magic beauty never dies, regards ++++10