The world will never understand our love
So we'll not judge it by their measures.
We'll just accept it as a gift
And guard it as our treasure.
I have been fighting with a worldly view.
Now let me heal those wounds
I've inflicted on you.
Keep me mindful of our origin of truth.
Mild and salient... with a conscious undertone... Nice one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A dilemma perfectly pocketed! X