a beautiful vision caught by the mouth of much silence.
one so astounding it deafened the blind.
what is more crazy and eculmalating than the wordless lyrics of a match stick figure, that you suddenly, drift into!
'is it just a phase'
where will it leave you when it's thru.
A harmony so exotic, a place
with beautiful visions
where you throw away your emotions to the daze
not knowing what you'll find once your there.
A beautiful vision,
brings much breathing than what is aching.
and if only we'd all had that, we could all be held
RESPONSIBLE.
tHAN maybe there will be hope
for us,
that we'll build on the minds
inducing structure
to unlock all
beautiful eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem