What is Poetry? Who knows?

何为诗？世间有谁知？

Not a rose, but the scent of the rose;

并非玫瑰却芬芳四溢；

Not the sky, but the light in the sky;

并非天空却虹横天际；

Not the fly, but the gleam of the fly;

并非流萤却微光熠熠；

Not the sea, but the sound of the sea;

并非大海却涛声不息；

Not myself, but what makes me

非我却令我耳聪目利，

See, hear, and feel something that prose

感知散文难绘之奇迹。

Cannot: and what it is, who knows?

何为诗？世间有谁知？