My soul is calling me
every hour of every day.
This has been always true.
But only now i know it.
It is unbearable
to turn away from the light
which is the source of my ecstasy.
I realize
any other possibility is false.
(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova was my beloved mother. She died at the young age of 38. I want to keep her name alive as long as I am alive) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The truth is the light! ! With righteous morals. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.