See me now, a vision nor ghost;
lively to be yet to boast:
A treasure above thus love.
Lively we are, to see yet to be
romantically entwined,
yet aligned
served with a purpose and not in fuss.
If we're to be, then heaven be free;
If we're not meant to live,
then our lives we proudly give.
Even so-on, 'gainst dawn;
forever wandering, forever pondering.
Who to say thus love,
dost not abide above,
but above abide thus love
and thus ends thy love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem