Love has
no class to decide
as love
knows to toil;
if, to
love, is an infinite faith
then, to
be loved, is an endless trust;
if
disgust love, is formless solitude
then an
eternal bliss, is to seek for truth;
triumph
to love, finds mutual thoughts
resumes
until longing to see;
behold
the nature’s law
attracts
within beings
has its
way to attract
when
conflict occur to repel;
as no
greed to greed thy love
love
finds its way to be;
for to
surrender one to other
whilst
other makes hate so haste!
