You cannot arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
Even a newborn fawn waits to have its eyes open.
Your eyes have to be open when true love arrives, or it
Can pass you by, like a soft breeze in the night passing by,
Leaving you with a lonely sigh!
You cannot arouse or awaken love until it so desires,
The desire has to be yearning reaching into two hearts.
Even though, the desire burns in you, like the deer pants for water.
Your soul pants for love, leaving you thirsty.
Love moves in its own direction and time, love moves freely,
Touching all that it touches, like a stream of water that flows, following the direction of the water stream.
You must wait for the collision of two bodies to meet.When love meets, there is no stopping the collision course; two souls collide with waves of emotion hitting both sides.You are not left alone like a wandering deer lost in the forest panting for water when true love arrives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem