Love comes to those who love
who find the joy in the other
to laugh or dry each others tears
in need to give the gifts that carry them
through every day of all the years
Love makes the weakness strength
a power to compel affection
a passion to consume and grow
to be the grace of its reflection
Love is the tide that comes and goes
giving and receiving as it flows
between the deepest and the shore
as love becomes itself the cause of love
a double knot of love and life for ever more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem