Concealed, a lustrous lily blooms
Deep in your attic secretly
And guards the innocence you lost
While hibernating patiently
Until a day when you can see
That what was lost can be reclaimed
And even faith that was destroyed
Can plant new seeds with wilted shame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
guards the innocence you lost While hibernating patiently....waiting to reclaim what was lost. and living in hope......... very nice poem dear poetess. tony