light grows in darkness
the living creatures
in the darkest of caves
inevitably turn albino
sprout light feelers
to help each other
find, get to each other
in the darkest part of realms
also our mind, element
of light grows, to save
us from ignorance
and damnation
there the mysterious tree
of knowledge grows
fueling music, songs, poetry
paintings to liven up humankind
ooo i like the imagination behind this JTC & it gives a better definition of the Tree of Knowledge than the one i'm used to. Sus.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The wonderful and profound power of the creative process. So well expressed in this excellent poem. Sandra