Sometimes my mind turns into a dragonfly
hovering over the waters of reality, a glow-
worm with its inner light extinguished
I can’t rekindle the flames of interest by remaining
within the borders of sensory objects, I have to
spread mental wings and take off
To visit spiritual realms of vibrations manifested as
sound and light broken up into colours denoting
the electric power of feelings
The magnetic energy of love as consciousness
to replenish my ability to carry awareness…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
These words I feel are the what makes the whole poem work. I can’t rekindle the flames of interest by remaining within the borders of sensory objects, I have to spread mental wings and take off When we spread our mental wings and take off, then we have the courage and strength to have the ability to carry awareness, not just for ouselves but for everything and everyone around us. This is a well written poem with a very strong message. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara