Let go of the shore,
It serves you no more.
To be held in place,
Just an attempt to retrace.
The Mighty Presence from above,
Beats your heart and sends you love.
The service you have always desired,
Burns within your solar fire.
A child of light you have always been,
The pineal enables what you have seen.
Walk boldly away from the past.
Just the beginning not the last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Scott B. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks