Through you I lose myself
That, which is everything and nothing
All at the same time
Through you I find myself
The unfathomable celestial void
That weaves the infinitely mysterious silk
From here to there
That same blurring complexity
From which I now know
My own tapestry is made
It is with your eyes
That I mournfully observe
My tender inconsequence
Yet still see that these steps
Will tread heavy footprints
On our precious lands
It is with your bare hands
That I dig for the forgotten pieces
Of lost ancient puzzles
And grasp myself as the universe
So cherish distant worlds
In the palm of my trembling hand
© 2013 Lizzie Lumsden All Rights Reserved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This indeed is one of the best poems I have read in this forum. I gave it 10/10 here, and voted 'Excellent' on the contest page. 'It is with your bare hands That I dig for the forgotten pieces Of lost ancient puzzles And grasp myself as the universe So cherish distant worlds In the palm of my trembling hand ' Simply mesmerizing! Thanks for this beautiful poem.