Where has the light gone
for those who are
in darkness.
How do they find
it again
to be their guide.
Do the just sit
and wait
for it to turn on again?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes you have to light a candle, a votive...andlet its flame work for you...and it will, in time...if you are so worthy of reaching the light you seek....A fine write...~FjR~