I only write the words
The pen cements the ink
I only see the sights
The eyes illuminate
I only hear the sounds
The ears authenticate
I only taste the fruit of life
My mouth and tongue communicate
I only smell the sweat
Of this forgotten soul
And feel within arm's reach
Presence of All-Loving God
A beautiful creation nicely crafted with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing, Richard. Remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
connecting the soul by tiny electric signals of sensory organ.... well crafted one, Richard!
Very intriguing response, Pallab. Thank you so much.