I do not tell my spouse or children that I love them,
Only for them to be reassured or delighted;
But rather, to remind myself of both a JOY,
and an obligation I bear toward them.
When that feeling blossoms,
Written indelible in my heart,
Then I must not only love them, but nurture them.
Love is UNITY. By expressing my heart, I complete myself.
I can love them better IF I do not stay mute.
A DAILY reminder for us all... becomes far too little...
The wonder of love's Universe is written large
But it is the daily whispered rituals that help us grow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem