“I cannot fall in love”
Said a girl to me
One hazy autumn day.
“I cannot see it now,
Happening, ever...”
I answered in my heart-
“If a soft, fragile cloud
Can suppress the sun
Beneath it’s weightless breast....
And if the leaves return
From dark dust each spring,
To soften in the fall...
So may your steps in time
Mellow your hard heart
Into light….. into love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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