O true poets must face their myriad demons
In the darker realms. And give birth to bold, new forms
Of light, They must cast aside elaborate masks
And costumes. Moment by moment, they should gently
Reveal the white radiance of their inner selves;
Like the lotus flowers of the East that blossom
Petal by petal from the deep, muddied waters
Of attachment. For beauty transcends desire.
An elegantly written poem.A true description of a true poet.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A truly beautifully written poem Dominic. Well done.
Thanks once again Michael...I keep saying that I'm taking a break from composing poems but I continue to do so. I have many poems filed away which I would also like to publish. I think I will definitely now take a break and publish some more...possibly during the half term in October...God willing!