Yet the soul immortal dazzles in green,
and i see you with your muse in grin
as I splash away by the seas
yet embarking upon the waves to meet there
the blue for the musk in my dream
when spilling over by the sea,
somewhere in dark in cascading
somewhere tense in scorching sun
yet half backed by the fire
else quivered by the winds yet chilled
but looking into the light blue
lest the quest may uplift me
to my place of repose
as when resourced
may be from heaven or deep sea
I may cajole the night
for the resurgence
into a new era or eon
to illustrate all the images of love
the flair of all hue blue
lest be locked within the musk
when the reasons of my search
latched on to the immortality of midnight
Hi Dr Kar! Midnight does tend to bring out the images of love! Excellent! (10) ! Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Accept the things To which fate binds you and Love the people with whom fate Brings you together But do so with all your heart.