O our Art cannot transcend
This most wanton, mortal of worlds.
It can only touch the surface;
Only smooth the marble & stone.
It cannot penetrate darkness.
It cannot identify light.
O it cannot communicate
Our deepest secret fears.
Thanks once again Bernard...it's always great to read your comments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It cannot penetrate darkness. It cannot identify light. so sad to see that our art cannot conquer evil.......... a real statement in the present context. thank u for your observation and philosophy. tony