With all things running into dilapidation,
when even the strong, the wise, rich and influential
at a time go into trepidation,
at the possibility of destruction coming in all of its potential
only our love is immune to the decay
and even when life sweeps past,
is fading away at the end of its day
when nothing can longer last
this sweet principle, this deep emotion
is far stronger in its course
than any other thing, any other notion
and outlasts even death and divorce
as God blesses from above
those that truly love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one, , nice and subtle