The depth of your inkwell
the breadth of your pain
where life springs eternal
again and again
To suffer the moment
in timeless refrain
releasing the freedom
removing the stain
Each diamond unpressured
betrays like the night
whose darkness is fleeting
and gone with the light
Your quill reaching deeply
for what came before
and what lives forever
—in words evermore
(The New Room: May,2022)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem