Filled
with the joy
of, the eternal… I
sound as echoes merging
in the center of the Kapalıçarşı
or, as it is commonly called; by all
who daily visit there, the Büyük Çarşı.
Mysteriously unique, filled with boutique
after boutique, the spices, and the meats, the
golden treasures, the silver measures; the antiques!
Imagine the selections, the decisions, the coin exchange!
Whether it is visited on sunny days or in those daze that it
rains; give it a go when in Istanbul, your lifetime will not
remain the same!
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I would like to translate this poem
Filled with the joy of, the eternal.joy, peace, prayer, beauty of the heart. poetic thoughts........ a very fine poem dear poet. tony