What can you touch without seeing?
What can you see without touching?
What can you feel without touching?
What can you hear without imagining?
What can you taste and smell without seeing?
What is it that you can actually live, beyond your senses…
And accept beyond creation to call alive?
Is it Fire?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very profound and thought-provoking. I enjoy your playful style of writing.