Instantly what appears in darkness
Momenty illuminates with brightness
Just a flash and it's gone
Not to be seen by anyone
Swaying in the air like beautiful hair
Moving as fast as a hare
Distinct from everything else
Impact so intense, cannot be false
Reality and Imagination, would seem to merge
Magical moments seem to make the urge
Sparks appear and disappear
Only making things unclear
Call from nadir beneath
Reaches out for the above zenith
Knowing the unknow is real genuine
Knowing the known is mere routine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a nice poem, , , the illusion of mind...well written