The night swept me awayalong paths of communion,and my soul groaned from past sufferings,...Communion swept me away,lost in mysterious cornerspouring out poetic ecstasy.The lake of my heart quivered,with the strange magic of the word,As if by a secret formula,it stirred the little box of my mind.And like a chemical reaction in motionburning with passions.Just the thought of you,sends me dappled colors.Silently you came into the poems of my soul,like a bird wounded by the waves of lifeYou sang the pain to me through the lines:“Sweeten the poetic art with honeyearthly we will climb the steps and the peaks,for wounds are healed only by words,They are in a lonely dilemma.But who should I love more, I wonder?How can I defy the laws of nature?A poet believing in my creative giftsI rejoice and find happiness,with the marvel of triumphant POETICS...