To carry your love upon shoulders of flesh
You carry the burden halved right where you stand
Such a beautiful light fulfilled in your want
To be less yet give more in all you confess
There is a natural mystic wind it carries on wings of love
And the bird is the dove
Oh, If I could call out your name with clarity
It would resound your love in me
Oh, If I could called out your name with clarity! ! Call my name and i will be there for you. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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I would like to translate this poem
i am not confident I shall reach my destination, I don't know where is the terminal of the railways, the train of life is running on the paralle rails, at every station I enquire if it's the last station, the cold breeze forces me to close the windows, I come back to my cotravellers and continue playing the game of cards with them. I am happy I am not alone in my journey.