Love casts a shadow on all that I thought I knew
Like a mirror that only shows a different side of the truth
But which is the bigger fear; love without truth or life without love
Truth is buried deep beneath the branches of life
With the roots of what makes it all worth living.
With the leaves that blossoms from it, hidden most the year round
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem