Love, its poverties and faculties

Nazim never wrote them
beautiful words
go unwritten
the most beautiful that is,
like oceans and mountains
the most beautiful of them
never crossed and never climbed
such are the poverties 
that love confers,
and yet
the most beautiful words
need not be spoken
the most beautiful seas 
can be far away
like the most beautiful mountain
they can remain insurmountable 
for ocean knows
like mountain does
and the unspoken 
is nevertheless read
such are the faculties
that love confers.