When love wins,
Everything shines
With flying colours,
The world becomes
A completely different place.......
A heaven indeed,
The great singer of the sacred realm silently sings
The immortal love song
With immense concentration,
Everybody listens to it
With rapt attention,
The song binds all the people of the world
With a single and genuine thread,
Gradually.....
Everyone forgets the heinous meaning of
Hatred and jealousy,
Only pure and sublime love becomes all-pervasive.
' only pure and sublime love becomes all pervasive'.Excellency in your writing, but sadly commenting that the love described goes on deteriorating.
The rapturous song binds all the people of the world....lovely words!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful and meaningful poem. A timely and great message to those leaders and followers who are involved in the war.