More than words,
It's feelings that crown
Poetry.
Nothing you can really see,
Pricks inspiration,
Guides the Train to the station,
The poet travels, thru his poem,
To lands and myths unknown,
By mystery woven,
By imagination sown
That try to say so much,
That sometimes even,
With just one image,
Can Heaven touch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How true these words, the mystery of poetry is indeed a perplexing thing to me, I was never interested in it until about four years ago, then after my first poem I was hooked