Every word, in every riddle,
nothing has no purpose
Woven allusion in a verse
takes the reader great and far
A baffled mind can throw a guess,
answer could be nowhere close
There lies in the author's heart,
the only key to her world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
our eyes are mirror of what we see but our mind captures what our eyes can't see