The fairy fire of hope
In a cavern of echoing despair
Is a treasure sought out by many
Yet not many know it's there
Like the silver lining in the sky
Hidden in plain sight
Yet never to be seen
Without a hand to guide you there
It burns with the fire
That dwells within our hearts
Forcing us to go on
Yet not letting us depart
Like flipping pages of a book
To see the end come forth
Yet without the guiding print
You'll never comprehend
When you come to read this book
Partake in its adventure
And finish as it should be
The lost flickering light comes out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem