Will you find that which you seek
Within the ruins of fire grown weak?
Ashes blown from hearth to heart
Choke life's breath, deaden its art.
Unburied in night, dreams do seek
One whose desire will not grow weak.
Enduring love envelops the heart,
While trust and faith rekindle life's art.
(2.5.07)
Poetic inveteration for those who dig deep for the underlyings of the work... THERE BE NO POETRY IF THERE BE NO HEART.....Beautiful work, Esther fjr
Lyricism at its very best. Just lovely, Esther. Warm regards, Sandra
This is lovely, Esther...time to rewrite your bio methinks :) Hugz :) jack.
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.
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!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A pure and highly poetic distillation of much wisdom. xx jim