Cushioned between friendships, in daily life,
Lie echoes of love-ties, so awesomely
Different, cutting through normal with knife
Of spiritual blade, rendering poorly-made
Most ordinary bonds, surges this calling.
Distinctly heard, and quite extraordinary.
Hearts meet, instantly know without more
Than a whispered 'Hello', that forward
Ahead lies their ties - - into eternity.
Soul-mates are not made on earth, fatefully
Birthed, grounded in spiritual certainty,
Instantly love recognises love's state.
With bands of foreverness tightly tied,
Mating souls welcome their bonding as right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Agree with everything Alison's written adding this, well done Fay. Warmly, Jerry