Very often......
I see him
In my prolific vision,
He describes me
The significance of the word....
'Beauty'
In a perfect way,
I listen to him spellbound,
Long time passes,
Slowly he disappears,
But his unique description
Of the word.....'Beauty'
Remains in my sublime inner self forever,
It always keeps me rhythmic,
Infinite hope encompasses my soul with impeccable perfection.
To have an infinite hope and it encompasses the soul is indeed a blessing. A wonderful and interesting poem. Well expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is so heart warming to have someone who guides and encourages! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++