If you ever find me missing* for long never should you feel afraid alone even after I die, oh my lover, as it is a truth that separates merely our bodies and no more-nothing else.

I'll stay as a thought inside,
I'll stay alive in your mind,
I'll stay permanent as Sun,
Not feebly as distant stars,
But glowing continuously,
In my poems that remain,
Not in mine or yours, but,
As unending as our love.