A certain
Different call,
Poetry,
The most creative
Language
Of them all,
Beautiful
Imaginative
And tall
Reaching for the Stars
Picking us up
When we fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, a place where we control our dreams, laying verse upon hearts and walking through walls, poetry is the ultimate vehicle for expression...not only expression but an awareness where we can touch each other and embrace both just and forbidden pleasures, a place that where dignity is displayed by restraint of the most disciplined order.....great poem Sandra! !