Let me come to you
through mists
and fire
through the plants
and flowing wells.
bearing ideas
visions,
words, music beyond your reasoning.
If your ears
let me move you
enliven you
stimulate you
till your perspective shifts,
your mind explodes
and you are left standing
in the wake of what has been revealed....
Imagine, what my hands will do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem