the wield and wonderful
has always offered comfort
to flame differing souls
when reality gets too heavy
when genius insight ability
separates flame passion souls
need to purpose achieve visions
need to attain flickering horizons
are imminent impending goals
beware imaginations flames
are self consuming fed fires
as phoenix we flex transformations
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem