I'm only human; in soul, I wonder
About Nature and its display of feast:
Seasons unfolding, mysteries, thunder:
Lovely before my eyes they manifest!
Yet, we barely understand its splendour,
But when with the soul it's contemplated,
Its warmth irradiates my heart, tender:
No need to comprehend with Mind—its wit!
If only Time and Space I could travel,
In particles my spirit to expand,
In the Universe myself to ravel:
My mortal-fated nature—Heaven Grande!
But, I've only human capacity;
Only dreams obsessed with Eternity.
Very nice, we are created as a soul and a body, so we should of our souls as much as we care of our bodies. I liked it, thanks.
All of this and much more can you do when you dream of the mind....iip
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I would like to translate this poem
You somehow mananged to depict the key aspects of the human experience using such delicate words! I really enjoyed reading your poem, and also I rated it a 10!