In God, some say, there is a deep but dazzling darkness-
That hides his face, like an ocean hides a seed;
And none can say if it's full or if it's empty,
For all our knowing's like wind through hollow reeds.
Truly said...God is the bazooka for perestroika.....we do only play darbouka and make boomshakalaka of poetrys empty vessel-cheers if you actually see i am doing the same another way making it more devoid as time detests in an hour glass of emptiness and fullness
Awesome verse, Patti...I think Henry V. would have been both impressed and pleased as to where you took his opening line....~FjR~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice interpretation