the dawn of creation,
again and again...
with every step
on the path to liberation!
our bodies shells,
holding undiscovered universes....
our spirits roam,
orphaned travellers,
in search of....
and light is only touch
put to darkness with passion,
the voices of God
pulse through our veins!
hunger, and magic,
a simple dropp of rain,
holding the secrets of infinity,
and the key to time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like it. A great write.