Two hearts were called,
Amidst the cacophony of life,
Amidst the fruitfulness of life.
Evolving from timelessness,
Moving in the center of existence.
Now each finds in the calling,
Beyond the restrictions of space,
An ever more central reality,
An ever more expanding reality,
Sensing even through dissonance,
Home, in its ever-pulsing joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Carol Mays. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks