I lost the family I tried to hold
I lost the love I tried to find
I sought out warmth but gave back cold
For hidden pain had made me blind.
I didn't know I'd built a wall
That locked me in and others out
No wonder no one heard me call
No wonder life was filled with doubt
for the world's more full of weeping than I can understand
Then one day the shell just cracked
Snapped in two by your loving hand
I knew what was missing, what I lacked
A fire was lit, the flames were fanned.
Forgive my father, my son and me
Move beyond the pain I chose
Regain the power I once set free
Take from your hand the loving rose.
I have opened those rooms so long locked tight
I shall face the pain, not running away
I shall honour the darkness while facing the light
I shall purge my shame with the dawn of day.
Rejoice in life, in love now flowing
Moving upward, always growing.
for the world's more full of goodness than I can understand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Losing family and being tired in love provokes thought. We shall honour the darkness while facing the light. Brilliant perceptional poem is wisely penned.10
Thank you, Kumarmani. Your comment is much appreciated.