"Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars . . ."
Take me with you oh twinkling star
Towards where trekking's all a deep;
This lady whom I'm thinking of--
It must be known she robs my sleep.
Her verdant lands I cannot reach
But yet within my mind I held:
Of what is more a longingness
Than crossing on the seas unsailed?
Towards where trekking's all a deep
A tiny spark alights on me;
My twinkling star shall be the one
Who lives in me--though far away.