Poetry And Love.
Poetry! The face of the pre- and post unconscious,
Pervades every heart with its touch,
And jerks with its surge to find an outlet,
With the visual images without,
The ever green-within it sets.
Poetry heralds love,
As mother showers grace on the babe,
It comes out from the Divine,
That resides in the Heart's cave.
When God possesses the poet,
Then poetry turns into divine mission,
The poet feels the truth and depicts the Vision.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem