Let all the winds of hatred blow,
They shall not move a single tree
Which sprouts from the calm of a sea
In a heart with love and courage aglow.
And even if our eyes bloody tears weep,
Into them hatred shall never creep
To plow furrows in our smiles deep,
For whenever the sun rises above
Our veins shall bathe in the light of love
Which lulls us with the breeze to sleep.
And when our eyes are shut at night,
With each dawn, love shall shine bright.
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Lovely poem about the constant conflict between love and hate.10!