Classic Poem

There are two births: The one when light
First strikes the new awakened sense;
The other when two souls unite,
And we must count our life from thence,
When you loved me and I loved you
Then both of us were born anew.

There are two births: The one when light
First strikes the new awakened sense;
The other when two souls unite,
And we must count our life from thence,
When you loved me and I loved you
Then both of us were born anew.