You are accepted for the occasion
You are accepted eternally.
All for a purpose your appearances and
Your disappearances but it is not all.
But I am aware You are unborn
And You are not being exposed.
O my dear, You are never to b vanquished
You are thunderbolts to the wrestlers.
I know You are the only Truth and You have no material body
You are never to be killed or changed by Your transcendental body.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem