The many who endlessly roam
seeking life's perfect-poem,
have only to look so far
as if gazing upon the nearest star;
and like the wonder of the star at a distance measured in light
seen only in the cloak of night,
shall one day come to find:
beauty of perfection is found in the heart,
but never obtainable within the mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, so very inspiring. Poetry resides soo much in our heart and soul Very good poem