Guard your heart, but not to well,
some you meet have lies to tell.
Will take you to a place of love,
crush your heart with armoured glove.
Look the mirror, what do you see?
Who is that looking back at me?
Reflected face, pain, despair,
attitude? , I couldn't care.
Made to feel so down and out,
locked in mind, eternal shout.
Seconds to minutes, such a trail,
Will time heal? May take a while.
The past is scattered on the proving ground,
present moment, finally found.
Future is an unknown place,
destiny, we all must face.
Life is like an airborne seed,
drifting, random, seeks its need.
Only constant is the change,
blessed life, Oh, so strange.
Think with wisdom, seek the love,
you are one wing of a flying dove.
Life is a magical passing affair,
your second wing is waiting somewhere.
Written by Ray Sinclair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perfect rhyming with rhythmic expression gives clear idea about wings of dove. This carries love and beauty. Seek love like flying dove and hold wisdom in life. Wisdom is great and this gives us values of life. Wonderfully drafted reflected poem is shared here is very interesting...10