My darling (Persian / Rubiyat quatrains)

My darling, there is something
that is great, that is unseen happening
as our love becomes unlimited
as with new life spring rushes in

and even when the days seems plain
when there is no right and ready answer for pain,
when scorching hangs the summer sun
still our love intensely does remain.

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