As I lay here in my bed;
I think of all
the things they said.
'How do i love thee? ',
I quote.
And I recall the 'marriage of minds',
He wrote.
well; I have had two marriages;
one with I; myself and me,
and one with bridal carriages.
(I only witnessed the latter)
I have now had
time to think;
and this reality
begins to sink:
I am not of an era,
not even an age.
I am everlasting
and living on a page.
I am part of all that
comes before me,
and I shall live
till kingdom come.
Beatiful poem with a lot more meaning that it seems at first glance.... you will indeed live forever on these pages.....Yuri*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice read... Thank you