Tragedy surrounds us in this life.
The seeds of Hatred, Cruelty, and Oppression,
easily grow to rival the heights of Redwood forests.
It's so easy to find yourself lost in this cold dark world.
But I promise you together we can breach the canopy,
and from our perch we will see the sunlight!
As it reveals bliss too is boundless,
If you're willing to make the climb.
Very wellv put short and bitter/sweet...like life...or a climber...'who's affraid of Virgina Wolfe' smile...locked door...shaded windows...is fear..of flying...I see you know much about...fear...good...very good...thanks for sharing...
I love short, simple and vivid, and this ticks all the boxes. Thank you for the optimistic picture you paint.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Keep climbing hunter! Well done.