The Cherith Brook flows into the Yahdan,
And like my love which flows to your heart!
For i want you to drink the water of my love in peace.
What do you see in front of me my love?
For i am meek and lovely in my heart;
And you will find rest with me always,
But this muse of love had brought us together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem