LOVE…
Pleasant as an autumn morn,
Pure as dew at dawn;
Precious as the first sun ray,
On a cold and cloudy winter day;
Your love to my heart shall always be,
As to the frozen mountain tops, the sun rays’ panoply.
As the setting sun rays’ intimate enamor;
Glistens on the ocean, as if in its stream, love to stir.
Its cerise scintillations light the night sky like fire,
As if adorned to enchant and fill every heart with desire.
So your love lightens my heart and to me is like an amulet,
Impalpable though, it makes me, myself forget.
Like the tranquility bestowed amidst those million trees,
In a forest that sways to the command of the breeze.
Priceless as the moment when the first flake of snow,
Strikes, shatters and glitters on every leaf below.
Your love rules my heart; it controls my breath,
Invaluable to me it is, Immortal as Death…
