Those noises in a nutshell
those whispers in the night
came even as a prequel
them billion dots of starlight.
Even carpets of Speedwell
flowering blue & white
lower placed than asphodel.
Was prior listed on an, invite.
… So then what of you & me
I hear you ask; well weren't we
in His, first thoughts, weren't we key.
Well, I can honestly guarantee.
Everything without us
would have been an absentee
even limestone & carpet dust
there'd be nothing to oversee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem