I loved; yet not even one <br />Of those I loved ever knew <br />How dearly, how well I loved... <br />Who knows how to read the heart? <br /> <br />Now, even those who inspired <br />The greatest of my raptures, <br />The deepest of my sorrows, <br />Alas... don't recognize me. <br /> <br />You'd think my love that river <br />Which took its boundless currents <br />From the snows of the tall peaks; <br />Yet the peaks never noticed. <br /> <br />Or you'd think my love that door <br />That no one knocked and entered; <br />Covered with fargrant flowers, <br />A secret grove was my love. <br /> <br />And if, perchance, some did see <br />In the bright and boundless sky <br />My love ascending as smoke, <br />Ah... its flames they did not see... <br /> <br />I loved; but not even one <br />Of those I loved ever knew <br />How dearly, how well I loved... <br />Who knows how to read the heart?<br /><br />Vahan Tekeyan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-loved-10/
