Eyes craving sight
Ears craving sounds
Voice craving words
Hands craving a touch
You've seen the light
Emerging from the grounds
All light allures
You've touched too much
And now you're standing soundless mute
Eyeless and blind in earthly mansions
To find out your body is but a diving suit
Plunged into all three dimensions
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have a style all your own, and as I said before... I'm digging it! ! ! Great Ink Miroslava.; -) -Kelly.