Speedy to the plunder,
Swift to the spoil;
The lion will eat straw like the ox.
A tumultuous noise,
The bricks have fallen down;
Light and joy,
Darkness and sorrow,
The wolf will dwell with the lamb;
To the brook of the willows like,
The Sycamore Tree that are cut down.
Love is as strong as death,
Jealousy is as cruel as the grave;
Listen to my muse oh Earth!
As white as snow,
To shave with a hired razor;
As slow as the tortoise,
The leopard will lie down with the goat;
In a barren night like a stillborn child where,
The teeth of the young lions are broken;
Darkness and sorrow,
Love is as strong as death itself.
The wolf will dwell with the lamb; To the brook of the willows like, The Sycamore Tree that are cut down. love is stronger than death...... biblical thoughts dear poet. thank u. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jealousy is as cruel as the grave! ! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.