Your love remains in my mind
But there no shadows of you
Only cheerful looks in flowers
Your love turns my suffering
To notice the grace of nature
All of joyfulness for rebirth
Your love is voice of eternity
But there no prices for ears
Only aesthetics in the words
Your love brightens my mind
To notice a light of existence
All of truth in your messages
What remains on our death?
Only utterance with memory
Like your love penetrating us
Can there remain others love?
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