When was the last time
I took a leap of faith?
I can't recall.
Perhaps I played it too safe.
I need to be more courageous
like those baby geese in the
Arctic who leaped from their
nesting only a month after
their birth.
Their mother leads the way
and waits at the bottom
of the cliff.
Baby geese cannot fly
yet but leap anyways
‘cause their mother's
love awaits them.
Love is powerful like that…
isn't it?
Once it calls your name…
there's no stopping you,
and you will leap and glide
with it as if love have
become your wings.
When love calls my name…
I, too, shall leap.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem---Love is powerful like that…Once it calls your name… there's no stopping you, and you will leap and glide with it as if love have become your wings