In the space between thoughts:
blankness…
In the space between love and apathy:
blankness…
In the space between birth and death:
life…
And in the space between living and dreaming:
dreams:
Dreams…Blankness…
The realisation of a dream,
is the death of dream.
The tenderness of thoughts is the wish of heart
to be entertain in dreaming:
Life is only the dreaming, until
we awake to death:
When our souls shall join
the cosmic specks of Light and Energy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem