As you move, softly, slowly
Each motion, step or slide
you enchant all around you
mesmerising to any eye....
Capturing such gracefulness
Each moment more powerful than before
waves of sheer beauty
unbelievably content and colourful....
Without meaning or intent
Each Movement like no other
breath is taken so easily
Making everything shudder....
No thought to the impact
Each mention passes with a flow
as it is not a thing to think of such greatness
Your true self is within your soul....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. Indeed, one's true self is within one's soul. Thanks for sharing Casey.