Invariable
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Then and thereupon
I turned and found you
Through all the tumult and the strife
In far companies you were shining
Stirring my heart and soul
Now and hereupon
I turn and see you standing still
Touching me and my mind
Like the surf on the sand
A smile as soft as divine
Was hanging on your lips
And I was not myself and mine
It was enchanting love indeed
First, pure and unmixed
Holding on to till today
Warm, true and placid
Onward and sublime
Shall ever glide the stream of time
And we, in turn, shall leave
Joys and sorrows behind
Yet surprised will be the world
As eternal as heaven our love to find
My law of of life states- Life varies directly to the love. Life varies inversely to the hate. Life = A Constant of Proportionality x (Love / Hate) The Constant of Proportionality is God. Your poem is lovely and nice.........10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
First, pure and unmixed Holding on to till today Warm, true and placid Onward and sublime........................nice work....