At long last love
Has nothing quite new
There’s so much inside there of
That never becomes true
Sweet as every day gives
Nothing forever stays
Memories that in our mind lives
With every thought plays
Strong as the outside far-out
That has no completeness
With every aspect there about
That gives of its lost caresses
Be what you are from now on
Like rain drops fall and dry
New futures to be gone
Just as a new morning sky
There shall never be the same
What we have tried to reach
The moments do counterclaim
What understandings beseech
Try reaching your goal to give
Epochs of its many times
You had to accomplish and live
When long last love
Was in its primes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very great poem, I love you're ideals on this subject. Other people are so negative.