Higher than the clouds,
beyond the sun and the stars.
Between the end and where it all began.
The real core is difficult to untangle.
A storm that never comes to rest.
Worries of an unknown kind.
It's in the air,
a far cry from common sense.
It's a delusion of mind.
wow... that is beautiful! I am amazed how perfectly you put this together, I wish I had wrote this. :) well done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
The real core is difficult to untangle. a delusion of the mind....... storm that never comes to rest......... a fine poem. with different images.. lovely one.. thank u dear poet. tony