My reality secure
from the attacking winds
Sheltered by experience,
a fortress hard won
Neither fortune nor danger
can force their way in
All entrance is barred,
a mystery respun
An Eden contained,
in a legend foretold
Where peace and solitude
rekindle the light
Possessed of itself,
past-futures on hold
Its voice omnipresent
—to guide and delight
(Broomall Pennsylvania: August,2019)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem on voice is touchingly and nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.