Quietly creeping in
like a cat stalking a mouse
Ideas bubbling, rippling
And in one explosive burst they
Converge, Unify, Create
The Universe opens, the energies ignite
Images flow into realities unending
LIFE and DEATH become jesters
Genesis personified
The creation is born
The power subsides
To await the next calling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great job! Your poem aptly describes the 'power surge' that imagination ignites. Thanks