goodness reasons to revel by reality
heart yet knows right path to heaven
eyes raves back by illusion of mirage
light refluxes into room of delusion
do we ever know depth of eyes by mystery?
as sands gleaned on shore delving blue
myth of blindness yet they still read
moment swirls by winds unfolding dreams
moon seems to be here on top of hill
whispers allays sorrow by voices
where is the time lost to living,
life when reasoned to grip of wine
as desire mills through green of wild.
wow! ! and the mystery of the way u write............? beautifully penned
This! My dear friend is beautiful.......a sheer delight
I read this poem a think....really how deep is your soul... since space is a bubble.....and not infinite...at lest not our plan, maybe our soul is so large we have to fold it..to fit into cosmos. but still remain in GODs hands........ A moving poem so well done.....................
Much better, reaching into your soul, looking for answers to real questions, i liked it alot.
If all in life is an illusion then what is real? Truth is in the eye of the beholder but do each of us see it the same way? I gave you another ten.Very thought provoking poem.thank you...
Very much nicely written. Excellent workshop, is always recognizable :) before me they said so a lot, that here to add nothing - to take hold of nothing. I like it. I am greeting :) Maria Barbara Korynt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, that is a bit mystery. good on writing the words togather to make a peace. very nice!