Mind
The abstract companion within us
with lightning speed and fathomless reach.
The womb of crude desires and passions
beneath the veil of noble thoughts and feelings.
The citadel of moments and memories
which take one to the world of bygone days.
Remembering is digging up the past
with the accompaniment of sighs and ifs.
Reinventing scenes and people
escape we into the wilderness of day dreams.
Holding on to the wings of imagination
live we in unborn ecstasies.
Like the thread-broken kite we soar
into the horizons of distant possibilities.
Blessed minds meet each other
in their flight to the infinity.
Unite they in their own fairy land
though separated by time and circumstance.
Live they in each one's thoughts
consoling and comforting each other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem pwoerfully worded and marvelously rendered. I have enjoyed very much!