Pleasure and pain, the glad and the sad
Teardrops and laughter, the good and the bad
Ecstasy passes, but can be replaced
By something much greater that cannot be defaced
What was in part, has now become whole
On the Wing's of Flesh, Love enters the Soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh cool, I love this line: On the Wing's of Flesh, Love enters the Soul. Great poem!