wind whispers - rustling leaves
regardless of ears to hear;
fragrance lingers on the breeze
tho no one's nose be near;
sunset blazens evening skies
no matter if eye should see;
these thoughts, therefore - i surmise
without mind - still would be.
Oh I like that very much, quite thought provoking---Melvina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of Emily D; but only because you're writing good poetry like she did. It's your own impeccable style.