Some find The Light in literature;
Others in fine art,
And some persist in being sure
The Light shines in the heart.
Some find The Light in alcohol;
Some, in the sexual spark;
Some never find The Light at all
And make do with the dark,
And one might guess that these would be
A gloomy lot indeed,
But, no, The Light they never see
They think they do not need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, thank you for sharing. I loved the peaceful way of pointing our the differences without pushing the finger towards right or wrong, could be the voice of a true heart songs of those who seem to be the light.