Psalms being sung from heavenly gardens, enticing me to come home where I may find peace and begin to hope in something again.
Nothing can help as I continue to listen and contemplate all that I've endured on earth to no avail.
Opportunities come and go, yet even when taken advantage of - nothing seems to change.
All of life remains tattered, soaked in tears and left alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful...a hope withers after a terrible loss But the human spirit lives on....