some of us too old for love
can only love the past
we thought delusionary youth
and love would always last
then in age as wisdom comes
with verities revealed
some will have a pensive wish
for truth to stay concealed
it seems like such a simple thing
to form a sacred pact
two as one against the odds
to hold off all attack
therein lies the needle's eye
elusive gate of peace
many seek but few will find
someday the quest will cease
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem