Fingers, hands, Souls intertwine,
In the marvelous Concert,
Of your love and mine,
And Love so divine
Envelopes our World,
And nothing is heard,
If not, but the heart,
That trembles and flutters,
Like the Soul of a bird,
Like a light in the dark.
If not, but the heart, That trembles and flutters, Like the Soul of a bird, Like a light in the dark. Very nicely expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mmmmmmm A wonderful feel! Namaste