A Little Light Called Illusion Poem by Sandra Feldman
A Little Light Called Illusion
That little light
That we hold on to,
That small illusion
That is ours,
It helps us smile
And navigate thru
So many hopeless,
Darkened hours.
But if there is no light to follow,
Life can be sad and without call,
We must have something to hold on to
Some say its Love that heals us all.
Wonderful reflective poem, Sandra. That little light that guides us to a life filled with love, peace, truth, beauty, purity, compassion and all good values and principles of the universe, perhaps the most valuable thing to all humanity. A key to happiness.
Love is a great thing to hold on to. It is easy to give love and when you do....it gets returned ten-fold! The little light that you speak of......is something that helps me get through too! I love this! :)
There is a love that is most rewarding, at least to me, love of my children and wife comes before myself, I have no reward in loving myself though self worth is necessary, there is more happiness in giving than receiving, we live in a world full of those who give themselves priority, light is so appropriate in love, your poem is very good, excellent!
Love of self is the priority. it is the spark that ignites the conflagration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:04:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dear Sandra, such a heartwarming poem...10++++