I was once an empty pot
Desolate and so graceless
Choked with enormous load
Despite being waterless
Never worried to pay even a gaze,
Those who went past my spot
Being unaware of my ever-strong desire
To be cared and softly stroked
Once heard an odd foot step
That put a tremor down my void
And made my senses get up
And catch that vibrant voice
It was too divine and potent,
The spirited and the sweetest
To break up my rough shell
And to light up my dull soul
I wondered at this new bliss
The sense of a new birth,
The stunning soul of my own
And the very feel of being alive
Looking all around in amazement
With my sparkling dreamy eyes
I waited for the one who breathed
Priceless existence into my nothingness
I bore the sweet sentiment
In seeking the unseen,
Yet the fully heard being
Whom I loved to melt myself in
But, yet to meet and yet to melt
Yet to cease my quiet wait
your powerful words have the wondrful feeling of love melting in dream and reality
bore the sweet sentiment In seeking the unseen, Yet the fully heard being Whom I loved to melt myself in this Wonderful World made of wonderful gateway, here God blessed with a rose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely, emotional and inspired poem that truly captivates the reader's heart. love, Dr John Celes