I see a light in the distance.
Shimmering, glimmering, its rays reaching out,
Almost as if calling for me.
It is something I have never had before.
It is like a hug I have never felt,
Or the love I have never received.
I need it.
I want it.
So I take it.
The light surrounds me like a cloak of security.
And whispers, 'Don't worry, Don't fear,
I love you and I will always be near'.
Three months later, I see what light really is,
It is just a mask in the world of 'what if? '.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your closing line is terrific, and rest is pretty good too.