I built a cave,
lit an earthen lamp,
sat there praising your holy name
all night through
and fell at your unseen feet
in benevolent adoration.
When will you appear
to quench my thirst and longings?
(This was published by mein Micropoet under the name of my beloved motherGenova Maaawho passed away at a young age. I published for a long time underthis second name. i write to keepher memory alive as long as i live) .
The deep urge expressed here is very appealing to everyone. Thanks.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem on longing and love having touching expression and nice diction. It is too great tribute to your mother Genova Maaa who passed away at a young age. Thanks for sharing.10