water flows through pipes
hidden from fountains gushes
with released life pressures
forced up through air gravity
defying until point of still stall
gravity hung for momentary
fleeting split frozen moments
before arching back ground fall
fascinating is interaction
between the cast fountain
flowing gasps of gushing
water in penetrated air stilled
in summer warm air tickling
in winter cold chill air soaking
Water fountain flows with passion Each drop is immense In its refreshing effects Leaving human mind perplexed With the meaning of love newness. (Terence, thank you for sharing and I rudely use this space to say good night.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don good night my friend and thank you for the lines :)