THERE IS A POEM WAITING TO BE WRITTEN
There is a poem waiting to be written
I feel it inside me
I do not know its name-
It is coming now
Easily and gently
It knows it is here and is real.
It wants me to write it
It believes it will be
The poem writes itself
As Poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem