(for a painting by Aram Chaled Res, created on Oct.6,2014)
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There is such dignity in the timeless sphere,
always more deep and open than we can imagine,
even while imagination is being torn by passions,
and resonances that plumb the soul go askew...
even while colors of love are goaded into fiery explosions...
and the respite of shadows is colonized by foreboding...
the meadow is tossed in a storm like a shepherd's carpet,
the quiet vibrations of twilight are drowned out by spasms...
but the grand orb holds infinite reserves of acceptance...
it is centered on a remoteness that staggers our conception,
especially when we discover forgiveness right at hand,
after it was cast among the stones at our feet.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is just exceptional...... thanks a lot....