My doctrine is a doctrine of Love, though there be foes from all sides.
But Love be a conquering horse and it wins al that it meets and Love stops not from its conquering gallop and its rides.
And when Love conquered Hate and my foes that lay at my feet it stood humble and forgiving to meet.
And my Love was a Conqueror but a humble Conqueror.
And though it had conquered al foes and all enemies it forgave all the hate and the envy and pride of its foes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem