Love will flow like a stream
From the mountain's icy peaks
It will flow with a sweet music
Through plains, valleys and creeks
It will pass through villages,
Towns, cities, slums and huts
It will touch hearts of the people
And live in their minds and thoughts
The world will be so beautiful
As happiness will float all around
Love will make its presence always
And leave its cool and soothing sound
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with LeeAnn & Jayne. Love also needs time and space to grow. Like a plant, don't water it too much, don't water it too little, then it will blossom into something beautiful.