I called out to Love,
I spoke its name,
With humility I begged,
And I cried in shame
I called out to Love,
While my tears fell,
Searching for a guiding light
In which I could dwell
I called out to Love,
Please, come near me,
But I called out too softly,
It did not hear me
I called out to Love,
I raised my voice,
Louder and louder, I called,
It gave me no choice
I called out to Love,
It heard my plea.....
No.... it was just an echo
That was mocking me!
It's a beautiful, and sad, poem. Hopeful for a moment, than dashed by an echo. I like it a lot.
I called out to love Love is on the way, Jesus loves you, Lora!
Enjoyed! A+ . I cried out for tomatoes the leaves so cute I wanted red! but got no fruit!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your call of love is universal, and timely call, the world needs love not the hate that results in wars and terror. A beautiful poem.