My strength over the Zenith,
Made me believe,
the hymns of love to be on me,
the love passed over the times of me,
The love comes by, from love across,
A tête-à-tête to shout
A vista to see
hands to catch
and wheels to scuttle
Those are still benidicted for the roads to path
and rivers to sea
Across the path
You'll always find me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simply brilliant by the imagery, love yet trudges in its silky path by benediction, well penned, i give 10+, thanks for sharing