Love is not a flicker
to be blown out by the wind
nor a fire to engulf
and destroy you
True love be a quiet river
just flowing and flowing
without a thought
never changing path
Love is a lovely 😊 river that flows forever, a spring that flowers round the year. Very true.
That is true. True love is divine and pure and flows like a river. Beautiful composition. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is a meaning inherent in the metaphor of this poem that’s worth pointing out: one never steps into the same river twice (Heraclitus) . The quiet river flows steadily, never changing path, but the water (its content) is always fresh. And so is true love.