Whispers of sound touch mind and intellect in tones of silence
and rhythm, nothing else able to penetrate the solace and
serenity of a spiritual realm deep within.
A bluened light absorbing mind and intellect into a brilliance
of the Divine, a perfect and still acquiescence of the soul
being identified through God's mercy and blessings only.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem