Stars light that brings my desire,
Why would I feel ever so?
could I dream ever so far, or vast!
For it tis Sweet candles light ever warms my hollow soul,
as deep the heavens light that shines ever softly around me
as onlooking stardust Hazing clouds rain on me like tears.
It is my passion that is my sword that stays me not with hate
or anger but with tender love Next to the feet of the GREAT I AM,
MY SWEET LORD!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Our hearts have to be filled with tender love! Then only we can stay close to God! A nice poem! Thanks Hogan for your sweet comment!