I had been in love,
I am in love,
I would turn into love,
All my abstract armies,
March towards love,
……Death is love as life is love,
This finite of mine, is love’s station,
And the infinite, gives birth notions,
And Time, carries, Love,
For God wishes Time to do so,
Oh me and Time are love’s show.
I am Atman, the contented soul,
But till, I take part in Lila’s goal,
For love alone, non duel in duel,
Enjoys, fights and rolls,
I am love, and all my hopes,
Serve and slave as Love’s petrol.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem