As Dylan wrote
“Time is an ocean that must reach the shore”
Even the greatest love must come to its end
Whether that is the death of a spouse on your 50th wedding Anniversary
Or waking one morning to a note on your pillow stating
“I don’t love you anymore”
Yes we have always had all the time that we have ever needed
To love
To laugh
To find comfort
But some wait too long or never realize this fact
Until the roughing waves
Carry them onto the shoreline
May I never reach death
And realize that I have never loved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem