Dead ends are not my choices, but
Open ways in a pretty world,
I chose this greatly and willingly
To walk towards a pretty candle of pretty light That will light up all ways towards
The real and pretty freedom in life.
A candle never seems to take us down dead end roads, but to enlighten intellect and bring us to other dimensions and in directions we might never have gone. Candlelight does seem to set us free creatively. Great poem, brings curiosity to the surface. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I adore this poem! Love the theme of light and freedom. Fantastic.