Will the words of my wisdom control the love within me,
Shall I bleed Affection for the Afflicted?
Will I embrace the essence of hate or taste the sweetness of meekness
Has my knowledge become a hindrance or deliverance?
Can I love for which that life does or sit still and live in a haze of fuzz
Whom shall I love?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem