Frameworks of truth
Is my life.
See and verify.
Is it not yours?
My life is always
Fresh-blossoming love.
See me in the lightning
Of my body.
It is matchless
It is never ending joy.
Through and through
I am yours.
Take me in any form,
My dear, I am there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem