What's in these words? No short-lived winging
Your long waiting to fall through!
Undying love's clear skied assuring
Doves looked up to, reassuring.
Of their eternal weight and substance
Am conscious, fully conscious.
For see, is brought down a world with them;
Heaven's; for a diadem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
James, such a lovely poem...............................