Flame...for candles' light,
Negating dark.
Do we not trust light?
Flame?
Vagaries in binding, beyond hope,
Altruism to reality.
Do we not trust reality?
Hope?
Buds open. Yesterday yields
Tomorrows' petals.
Do we not trust yesterday?
Flowers?
Do we trust...
Trust?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem