As time goes by
clouds of doubt they disperse
all before you is but the clear blue sky
life's purest water will quench your every thirst-
ah, love as before, now still counts first
there shall never be any tear or sigh
it shall be the worship of my every verse
as blessedly as I have lived, so will I happily die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very lovely poem indeed Bravo!