The day we finally meet
It will be raining softly
On grey and lonely urban streets,
The last dangling autumn leaves
Will fall from shivering November trees.
Perhaps, we’ll gaze into each other’s eyes
At a Buddhist book store
Where the incense burn
Slow and sweet.
We have mystical steps to take
As we journey into mystery.
It can take a multitude of lifetimes
Before certain souls reunite,
And love can only be realized
After making it safely through
The forest of emotional confusion.
I’ve been playing on this playground
Without a close friend for a long time;
I’ve learned to accept solitude as sublime,
But I’m willing to share enlightenment.
' The forest of emotional confusion'...like that line a lot...like th' whole dang Poem a lot...Fine Crafting, Uriah, my friend'''''''''''''''''''''''''F. j. R.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW! this poem is amazing. i love the title and your language is gorgeous and directly connects with the reader. well done Uriah