and so you promised to stop loving
and in trying to ease that pain
you change your name
you shift some place else
you wear another mask
you take the side of silence
you choose the future
and shut your past
you cannot escape
the landscape of
loving
your heart still speaks the same voice
the same words
it still wears the same smile
the same eyes
and anywhere you go
his eyes still see you
his ears still hear the sameness
of you
and the world in its wisdom still
recognizes the beauty
within you
your pain your sorrow
the flower that blooms
even in the snow
the grass that remains green
even without the rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem