At the end of a lost lonely road
There was a poem waiting for one ready to hear it
We live in the words of the heart
And the mind means what the heart feels
When both say together
Words of blessing
That have a beauty and depth of their own
That can take a lost soul and remind them
That happiness and love
Can sometimes be real
In the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" That happiness and love, Can sometimes be real, In the world." . Still searching for it. Intriguing poem.