As the grass submits to the power of the wind
So does the hands to the melody of the songs
So s..l..o..w
Like David's dance before the arc
So does the soul by the rhymes
So spritual
Praise in hymns
Rustling the chandeliers
Swirls up the copula
Into the endless height
Mystic and so Orthodox
Stroked with colors of
time
Myth and
Tradition
With a bell of history
Faith with melody chimes
Portray of the old and the new
It is a masterpiece of time
your mind puts your poems down like facets of diamonds. good poem, fasika.
Masterpiece of time..so many.I agree with you Fasika.Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well written pendulum of verses..great concept... Ency Bearis