Moods: Aquatic Undulations Poem by Mihaela Pirjol
Moods: Aquatic Undulations
No artificially induced sedation,
No inhibitor of spiritual luminosity
Can ever eclipse the diamond of your soul!
For it shall forever brightly sparkle.
Your liquid being, shaping in its multi-facets,
Reflecting the human being's mystery:
Genius in its authenticity—cord to Infinity;
Egoless, in its own bland simplicity:
The marvel of a pure human being
In its completeness—true to itself: fragile,
Innocent, warm, and emotionally
Fluctuating upon the wavy waters of life:
Unpredictable, ephemeral—the divine messenger
Of the Otherworld oscillating at the threshold
Between the two, with the mystery of your
Transcendent eyes, at the border of our limitation:
The Seer perceives the mysteries
Obscured to the rest of us: —you ‘See'!
They try to embody you, those entities of light,
Those Angels of the Heaven of divine appearance,
Tuning into your frequency, disrupting your being.
The Shamans can ‘See, ' and feel their vibrations too,
Surrounding your aura, eager to communicate:
You are not alone! —take us to that portal
Into the Otherworld—we feel it is there,
We feel its presence when we are most alone,
Detached from the earthly matters:
When we are freely floating
Through the constellations of our own minds...
Brilliant write with superb choice of words that are captivating and mesmerizing, as you bring the reader on a enchanting spiritual journey of serenity of the presence of God and that Otherworld! !
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 12:41:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Mihaela, try to be simple, more specific, less abstract and avoid using pompous expressions. _____________________ A poem by Emily Dickinson (1830–86) : At half-past three a single bird Unto a silent sky Propounded but a single term Of cautious melody. At half-past four, experiment 5 Had subjugated test, And lo! her silver principle Supplanted all the rest. At half-past seven, element Nor implement was seen, 10 And place was where the presence was, Circumference between.
You have a lot of potential to expand. Take advantage of it.
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