Poets map the territories of the soul
The mountain, valley, river, forest
Oceans of memory since the beginning of time
The usual, quaint, the odd and the curious
The forbidden places
Most dare never go
Rejected and shunned
For seeing what others don't want to hear
They are the messengers
Divinely commissioned
Without them, the world has no word
To guide through the uncharted darkness
That shapes our destiny.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in Poets International, May 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem