They meet by accident,
perfectly naturally;
like bustling bumble bees
on a mission of love.
They form a unique union,
elusive, exclusive,
essentially right for each other.
Neither knows
why or how
The end will justify the means.
The poet,
lonely and desperate,
devoid of divine images
wants to inspire the world
but cannot find the words he wants
then suddenly he collides
with the spirit of an unclaimed verse,
and an unrhymed couplet
They conspire
They concoct
Together they undo all the rot
Ecstasy smiles and
Fantasy wanders off
To sing a sweet song.
Sunflowers stand silently in amazement;
They watch as the
bean stalks stretch their vines
to lasso and squeeze the clouds
and the dry fields quench their thirst.
then like magic,
a poem is born;
A poet rejoices
and the muse moves on, looks back
and winks,
Hasta Luego!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No doubt Muse comes and goes! Beautiful poems sometime left as a gift for all to enjoy. Thanks for sharing.
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