What a tender soul
(or heart of fire)
can write about love
(such gentle force
to make eternity last longer)
what miracles in
a form of life can be
found written on her
(by the holy flame)

It’s like when bird
lovely sings
(or other cries in his song)
making Earth’s burden
a little less heavy
(a little more natural)

Poets are like birds
and lessening burden
like a love of man
(both beyond the time)