Literature, that's proved first-class, transcends the printed word,
From precious ages that must pass and centuries preferred,
With magic moments now and then, both noble and profound,
From talents shared beyond our ken, distributed around.
Success, of course, the common aim with extra care applied,
Such that the writers rose to fame with providence their guide.
As if such writings had to be with special roles to play
To match the best of poetry each story to portray.
To tug the heartstrings with a theme no other writer's penned,
To go beyond some midnight dream, enthralling to the end.
Then shared with others in good time, recited page-by-page
So they would say, it's quite sublime, a tale that cannot age.
A timeless treasure fit for Man, a legacy to love.
A privilege to sit and plan until it's thought enough
And then to ponder and persist, to write and write and write!
To tell the tale none can resist, composed with great insight!
I envy those who gave their all until life's strength was gone!
I praise God for this miracle! Their legacy lives on!
Denis Martindale. August 2020.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem