The hurt that is caused
Is more profound than I can explain,
The need is too great
To go against the grain,
The love in my heart
Can't compete with the hurt in my brain,
The joy in my soul
Can't overtake the rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this Mathew. The title makes me think that the Light is winning your battle yet the poem reads the opposite way (if I'm reading it right) I do hope the joy in your soul does overtake the rain. Very nice images. Sincerely, Mary