Life is fueled by desires, innately gifted within each
of us.
At times burning brightly in spite of not being recognized
or trusted by ourselves, disappearing and going beneath so
many words of wisdom.
Yet life has not found the gates of inner love when a mind
is narrow and kept closed against it.
Flames still ablaze, embers igniting progressively in hopes
they will be roiling soon in depths of hearts, hoping to be
touched by unconditional love and it's flames of desire.
Rising higher with age and feelings of wanting to be a part
of another in this world, not wanting to be lonely throughout
an empty and abandoned life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rightly said inner love is scarcely found when seen with the narrowness of mind..........very nicely composed with great feeling