Reliance on hope can be a patiently long wait throughout
life.
There are so many hideouts and caves hidden in corners
of life, awaiting discovery and fulfillment of interior
dreams.
Incandescent ideas flow like red hot lava on forward
pathways to outer horizons, searching for hope and it's
lifelong companions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem