It tunes on its tone
As it grows from the depth
Glowing on the universe
It spreads its wings and flies
Hovering in the deep
Encircling the world
It paints in pictures
Though men can't see
It births the thoughts of an unseen world
into the ancient and into future
It arrives even before it gets there
It soars beyond the horizon
It reaches beyond the Everest
The grows beyond the Hyperion
Deeper and longer than the Mississippi
Bold and fearless than the Lion
It glows than the Sun
It travel faster than the light
It is bigger than earth itself
It lighten up the universe
Not visible; so, they wouldn't understand
It broods all you see
It is the daily bread of the wise
They look at what is and applaud
But I see what is not and ponder over it
until it becomes plain
'oh, here comes the nutty man'
Am only but a dreamer
Dancing to the tune of his thoughts
Patiently watch the dream seed
as it grows into a mighty tree
With this,
I have gain mastery over myself
Life seems like a deja vu
Is this not the bridge men scrap to cross?
the bridge men called life?
But I cross over even before I get there
The world and all that is in it
is the shadow of the unseen
thoughts of the mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Sunday. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks