The heart desires attachment
And solitude for the soul
Belonging to no other-yet
By oneself-life is unknown...
The soul has need to believe
Just as the heart requires love
Which must become a primary goal
To justify a merry existence...
You and I are here as a living proof
That we were made of external day
To be molded into truth
And then, by the wind, carried away...
Now, the difference between
The real and imaginary
Becomes nearly the same
Like life and death
Within a world of uncertainties...
Only you and I as soul-mates
Can make that difference
Completely disappear!
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You and I are here as a living proof That we were made of external day To be molded into truth And then, by the wind, carried away... Viking landmarks of a poetry for you in this stanza or the lines or verses.Simply awesome and truth portrayed with such simplicity against the wall of dilemma-life
The co-relation between heart and soul is beautifully expressed in this poem. Moreover, the difference between real and imaginary, as stated heart and soul, is absolutely an outstanding terms like life and death. A really beautiful poem my friend and my brother. I can realise the softness of your heart through this poem. May God bless you. with my best regards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As always, a superb effort Mr. Della Valle, from one New Yorker 2 another...No bias tho'...Top Talent can't be guised in any other suit than than a straight of Aces, my friend...~FjR~