my tortured mind spins constantly;
a beacon on a foggy night –
as i search on, incessantly,
to touch beyond the wrong, the right
but then, into my lighthouse tow’r,
love comes with silent longing’s gaze;
the hopeless search of my last hour
fades, as gloom’s impending stays
away from where my heart lies still.
it’s only love that gives new birth:
that calms the restless mind and seas,
and makes this life
what it
is worth
Wonderful!
I really enjoyed reading this!
Thank you!
Truly only love can inspire passionate souls. This is lovely poem. Reminded me of how my love inspired me to start writing poems. She is also a beautiful poet http://www.cratsite.wordpress.com . This is her blog. pleased do visit.