At the sound of love l bow
The journey makes me forget my sorrow
When the language of love is with my lover
And the sacrifice of love her devotion
Am at peace at war
My sorrow is overcome
Everything is accepted even my rancor and indolent
This journey, l learns forgiveness and healing for self in me
I cannot imagine me going to battle without my lover
I have seen strength in love, especially true love
when she makes me first, my arrogant subdue
I know when l see true love even in the dark
in life have seen both, both fake and...
fake make paradise like hell
but for this, I never known the taste of hell
Life has meaning, the gain is endless as the sacrifice never cease
I have come out refined only with her sacrifice
Dedicated to my Mrs.
JUNE 6 2020.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem