shining far from me her inner beauty
radiates a challenge to the sun and moon
combined – beauty such as I have never
known (so evident my blindness to me
now!) - and overwhelms that empty space between
the place where I, in awe, am sitting and the world
she occupies. Her laughter lifts my soul
and fills my heart to overflowing; as
though embraced by living fire filled with life
I laugh along until she turns and looks
at me and I am powerless to turn
away from her acceptance and her warmth…
I long to know her fire in my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem