There she belongs in somebody else's arm
I know you must be weeping but
weep not dear brother
for you are restrained by the heaven
she is constrained by the earth.
Weep not for those are cravens
ending self, life and it's mirth.
Weep not for there are millions living
refraining bond itself, wavering the worth
searching their phantoms in honest realness
male norture ego, female the fiendess
far from utterance, they remain possessed.
Never do they see love for the love it is!
Weep not dear brother but witness
how she would fondle, acclaim
admire, care and cheer you the same.
Believe you me!
she would have endured all odds and pathos
passed the trials as psyche did for eros.
Weep not for you proved mortal
yet your love divinity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem