The hardest thing to do,
Is to reach another thru,
Words, Feelings,
For they do not always,
Communicate,
What there is of intricate,
In the human labyrinth of thought.
Thought,
That sometimes may be twisted,
But so personally free
That it should never be,
Tampered with for naught,
Communicated with, gently,
With the best of sincerity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There have been times when I was sitting in silence with a dear friend and the communication was perfect.