If Love.. Poem by Agatha Eliza

if you had told me that stars are twinkling to make me smile,
probably, I'd have had doubts in my mind;
if you had told me that the earth would cease its existence
once with the rapid blink of my eyes,
I would have not totally believed it.
if the waves of the sea hadn't stroken the sandy shores
how would have people known that in its depthness treasures are hidden?
if a romantic song had been brought to an end,
wouldn't have another voice hesitated to bring it back to us anew?
if the scarlet curtains of an old theater had been let down,
and the performers had been redrawn beneath the ragged veils of
dust and smoke..and oh! tell me, my beloved,
wouldn't they have been the following day ready for representation?
if dreams had suddenly been collapsed into oblivion
wouldn't have had a blue butterfly stretching its wings
for the first time capable of forsaking them all?
if love had been born from Aphrodite's tear,
lost into the sparkling depthness of a restless sea,
wouldn't it have kept in the purity of its essence,
the blinding brilliance of the celestial fire given by Prometheus to
mortals?

if love had been a temple,
wouldn't all mortals have brought sacrifices inside it?