What I give you always - is Myself.
Anything for you I do not mind to spare.
Such a Holy Love and saint embrace
Is to give you everything without a trace.
I forgive you everything of Love.
Boundless My love, without vestiges.
From celestial latitude unbound -
I'm coming down to you in centuries.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To give and not to count the cost, that's true love.