There is a place; the haven
Where no words spoken
A shelter that strengthens
Neither shatters nor fragments
There is a place; the haven
Its lingo so soft and clear
But only those willing to hear
A junction where vision and reality meet
And yesterday’s ills dare not compete
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a deep inner feeling! keep writing! could you read and comment on my poems too, specially the new ones? Thank you.