Where to start?
How do I begin to put my thoughts into words?
I feel, ache, long for… I hide inside
I long to let it out, shout it out… sing my heart out… dance
Would all this articulation be in vain?
Would it be worth my while?
I would love to give… but would my offering be futile?
Would it be rejected?
Would I be scorned?
Worse & painfully, would I be ignored?
All these wondrous gifts… all yours for the taking
Genuine fervor… mind blowing intentions desiring to be unveiled
Wanting to be given, dying to reach out, to nurture, and to heal
This love in the open hand, it remains hindered… ‘tis a paradox
What response is at hand?
Is it worth discerning?
Would it be better kept unknown?
Will this insatiable yearning come to an end?
I pray it would
Be still my heart… listen to the rhythm that is love
Keep believing… don't lose faith
‘The day' is soon dawning
And you will come aflame & dance once more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem