A touch of warmth
A gentle gust from the wind
Tears of inspiration
Down to the earth now they descend
A subtle force has been awakened
A small but bright pulse of light
Illuminates if only for a moment
My Poetic Immortal Night
Their comes a rumbling from the ground!
What on Earth could it be?
That would manifest itself in tears
From my heart that I set free
Again the pulse of light comes!
And more stronger as it spreads
I embrace the will of its influence
As the darkness inside me sheds
My hurt and anguish dissipate
As the waves of light continue to grow
Is this the power of my spirit?
That I so recently let flow
Such overwhelming power!
How it breathes into my very fiber
To think my tears accomplished this
This that at first was not my desire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful and touching