‘Peace': it's not a word, its not a sound.
It's a summoning of the cabalistic History.
It's the unbiased conclave ofthe five senses.
It's an internal appeasing wave of the heart.
An aspiring spell of the covetous cloud land.
It's the magical whispering whir that pulpiteers its presence in the soul.
It's the aspiration in the chilliest realm of heart, strangest ocean of mind that quivers down on the snowy peak of silence! ! ! !
Insightful, thought provoking, clear, focused and factual. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched...
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I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem! Great future ahead..keep it up!