I know
It can not shine,
Still it is wonderful,
I believe
It can not sing,
Still it is beautiful,
I understand
It can not swing,
In spite of it, it is delightful,
As its innocent and tranquil core
Always inspires me,
That's the key,
It flashes in my inner eye
With true urgency.
Anything that inspires is a delight. A fascinating and interesting poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed this poem very much Bravo!