I am a scientist,
I deal with numbers and math,
But I cannot explain my current path.
My heart strides blindly,
Without eyes to see it's way.
My heart moves boldly,
Without ears to hear my mind's dismay.
Without touch or smell,
Taste or thought,
My heart knows what my mind ought.
That you with all your smiles and beauty,
With your eyes and the way you walk.
It's you that my heart beats for,
When even in silence you can hear it talk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When logic and love merge.. Watch out! : -) Great poem, Brian. Thanks for sharing