Love leaves no preference,
Love seeks no alternative,
Love is a natural choice;
It’s the power of love that,
Drives the inner will of,
Resistance to survive and,
Thrive in the soulful that,
Won’t budge whatever the,
Surroundings, the love for the,
Connections with the ground;
The love for the water and the,
Minerals it seeks thereof;
The love for the real and visible,
Growth and development that,
Serves the needs of the world;
It’s the power of love that defines,
The sense of belongingness that,
Belongs to you only if you may,
Will to belong to me, and that,
Is love, the power of the will,
That drives insanity to sanity,
And poorness to goodness;
It was well within the power of,
Love that drove the universe from,
The zero to infinity; so wait!
Where does this power reside?
Some say, might well could be seen,
In the process, they call as Continuum.
The power of love will leave,
You with no thought whatsoever,
Except the design of nothingness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem