And if I dare ask a poet now,
for zen thoughts and a sacred vow.
A poet in moments in time would meditate
weary souls would soothe and elevate.
And more of words of beauty and faith,
in Nature streams the poet's quill shall bathe
A soulful poetry of tranquil power,
peace, Love and Light an ivory tower.
Many words to come with pen at the poet's command,
the laws of Nature to stand and deeply understand.
In serenity the self would flee known dimensions
seeking to immerse into entrancing connections..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem