I got this short extract poem from play reading at British Council. We were the first group to revive the play reading in the late 1987. We read plays and poems at the British Council, British Embassy in Yangon, Burma. That was the beginning of my interest of English poems and literature. Many thanks to Mr. Ahmad, Mr. Poesaw and Mrs Clement of British Military Attache.
"But TRUE LOVE is a durable fire
In the mind ever burning:
Never sick, Never old, Never dead,
From itself never turning."
(Sir Walter Raleigh)
Then, I was thinking, why TRUE LOVE be a burning fire? A burning fire would be hot and full of heat. That won't be a peaceful LOVE. I would agree with never sick, never old, never dead and never turning.
I wrote the following short and easy poem with a few line in January 1990 on the bus.
My Love
My Love for you
Is not a strom
But a breeze
Which's always gentle blowing.
My Love for you
Is not rapid water
But a stream
Which's constantly flowing.
Is not a strom
But a breeze
Which's always gentle blowing.
My Love for you
Is not rapid water
But a stream
Which's constantly flowing.
No doubt, Sir Walter Raleigh was a great poet. I am just comparing his thinking of love and mine. I believe in the love of consistency in cherishing and bonding, but not in rapid motion of come and gone. I would never compare that love to fire. The burnig fire will be either give you warmth or suffering. That is why, I used to hear, some elders said "DO NOT PLAY WITH THE FIRE".
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