Does it exist at all?
Very often the question appears
In the vast sphere,
Nobody understands it,
But the question remains relevant forever,
The format of the question changes
In the different atmosphere,
But the basic theme of it remains the same,
The meaning of the question
Is always pure and sublime,
But the calm and sacred mind is
The rarest in this arena to read it,
That's the crucial problem,
When someone extends his eyes with his empty soul,
He sees only a barren spot proceeding
In an endless way.
Ever so profound, very meaningful! .. We need an open heart and mind to truly see what can't be seen...
A very interesting and thought provoking piece! As always a delight to read!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautifully sewn! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++