Let your eyes
cradle the world before you
cradle and admire,
as a mother sees all
possibilities, freedom
and fire
on the clean slate
that is her newborn child
- The landscapes before us-
symbols of our internal,
eternal, infernal
chaos and beauty;
confusion and ugliness;
eternity and timelessness;
-let your eyes
cradle the world before you...
60 sec, A minute with a full glance in self mind and to sighting thought from inside to outer touch, your pen _Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
truly inspirational... a wonderful angle to take... love that you stepped outside the box and created beauty combined in the most adoring manner