walk down the aisle
A walk down forever
On downs and highs
Till death quenches the ember
They are not two but one
Their steps united
Whetherthey mourn
Or are delighted
It was so from the beginning
In the garden they were fused
Even after their sinning
Parting for them was refused
How can a walk made to be perpetual
With the passage of time
Be made to be ephemeral
As if no knot is tied?
They were meant to see eye to eye
Like the teeth and tongue does
In spite of differences to ally
And form a formidable force
Let the man like a stallion be strong
Yet be peaceful like a dove
And let truth be his tongue
Above all let him love
Let the wife be caring and wise
Her man she should know well
Let her love and not back bite
And the walk shall be perpetual
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem