A smoky mist congeals
to form a soul
immortal yet insubstantial
its presence fragile
yet permanent.
A gliding shadow,
intangible ghost
yet possessing powers
exceeding that of any human's.
A transparent entity
levitating beyond time
within a distant galaxy.
Moonbeams stretch
across the shallow pond.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Expensive lines, beautifully done, and it is a fine one_Unwritten Soul