On a February morning he was listening ‘on air'.
How the Chinese ruled three thousand years ago.
Serving the people with heaven's command so fair.
They took up ‘The Mandate from Heaven' beyond the ego.
History can be heard, history can be read.
But a sudden thought that came to his mind
Took him to an unknown world he couldn't be led.
Awarding him similar mandate God must be so kind.
To love his lady was surely the order
This mandate was obeyed to get the greatest power.
The power to adjoin or merely to border
As if two souls together formed one flower.
This mandate from heaven is the mandate divine.
Where I possess his soul and he possesses mine.
On the evening of the 17th February,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry is that mandate from Heaven.... Well Written Munia