There's a light shining somewhere -
Out there in the distance.
I can see it clearly - from within
My cold damp dark cave of misery.
A little candle burning -
Feeble flickering flame of hope
But shining brightly -
Shining like a welcoming beacon in life's darkest hours.
It sometimes seems close - yet other times far away.
I will keep walking towards it - however long it should take.
Others try to snuff out my guiding flame of hope -
But I shall not let them - I will keep re-lighting it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem with the flame of hope which we should have in our life to keep life going...