A Poem For The Seeker Poem by Esther Leclerc

OOOH, This is so good, Subtle use of language, Love the title.

Lovely poem, and soooo well written...very beautiful! Hugs, Dee

Will you find that which you seek Withing the ruins of fire grown weak? Such a sad quest, the fire growing cold, only a spark left, flame dying....but there is hope, and you show it in the ending of this poem.

There is something very pure about your work Esther, I think that, that is just one of the reasons why I have come to enjoy your art so much Thankyou Love duncan X

You have chosen a perfect metaphor for describing a 'stale' relationship 'fire grown weak' - fire equating with passion, energy and excitement. Your second stanza's solution - the dream is very romantic, but perhaps it just takes the right sort of fan to rekindle the old flame before it goes out completely. A personal and profound poem. love, Allie xxxx

So true, there is always hope after some pain in failure, there is always love after being broken hearted... for life must goes on despite varied circumstances! Thanks for sharing. A 10.

One of your BEST. SUsie xxx

A beautiful poem of a love dieing but soon to speak of the possibility of hope to rekindle what one once had. Excellent poem Esther, I loved it.--Melvina--

beautifully phrased wise words... no wonder this has proved such a hit, it sings to so many of us! Grand. t x

Excellent write Esther, and I love that line.. 'enduring love envelopes the heart' Quality stuff my friend, Well done!