Ah, to know such devine love
such sweet passions, to be desired
by the one who holds my heart........
To be consumed by him, to know
the fullest extent of the soul.......
To be like Madillenne, to hear
her Abbie weep for his love........
Is there no greater thing in all
the wide expanses of the world?
I think not, for to know love
is to know life itself, in it's most grand form.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem