The hard things you may not anticipate
can lead to the pleasures that are often
more powerful than those that punctuate
the easy moments when you often soften.
Inspired by a poem sent to me by Linda:
Sometimes it's a hard thing
that makes you open wide,
but forcibly or on the tide
you find you cannot cling
to land-locked regulations
so to the waves you fling
your many inclinations -
no need for force; you sing.
7/1/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem