The eye, the search light to the viewers mind,
But not just the mind, but the heart and hand,
A long distant touch meant to bless woman and man,
To see radiance, not of mere life but the soul,
Interiority to ethos untold,
A pathos in a sense, an arousal by experience,
A manifest to which all is blessed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem