Kate Turkington, once a cynic and non-believer,
wrote a book There’s More To Life Than Surface,
her insight apparently gained when she visited
Machu Picchu in Peru
I believe though all I know is surface, dreams the
only things that promise more, it is good enough
for me, reading about Pandora saving Hope when
the evils escaped
As she opened her box, created hope deep within
in my heart, against all evidence to the contrary
believing in an invisible world underneath the
physical one we can see
Though experience and evidence are lacking, I still
guard this trust within my heart, without it life is much
too ghastly to contemplate as a work of art; living my
life as an unfolding book
Trying to find all things beautiful; assigning life events
to fictitious characters in my head, trying alternative
possibilities, choosing the most appealing as the
best scenario in which to realize
The most beautiful ideals…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem