All ecstatic mystic love,
loving soul
moves hither and thither.
All around of us this love
hugs or pass
in that reign.
The word 'Hate' is
absent fully in loving grasp.
Love knows only love and its mate,
but it does not know how to hate!
Fine and lofty verse. A work of an intricate mind written with literary conviction. Thanks and do remain blessed my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love knows only love and its mate, but it does not know how to hate! ~fantabulous