Mystic beauty
Shrouded in clouds
Human eyes may not reach there,
Glittering upon heavenly spheres,
Places beyond human gaze _
One daywill come down,
To sit in harmony behind the lover's eyes,
To watch its own beauty spread out _
The merriment of the satanic spirits,
The poignant loud human hallabulla,
Confusing compilations of human mind,
All shall seep into the mystic beauty
Purifying the soul of man
Mykoul
Enjoyed this piece...Socratic in style, and virtually flawless structural movement...Fine Work... [FjR-MMXX]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully crafted and interesting to read. Thanks for sharing...10.