Angel said: I did all my best
And finally laid myself to rest upon the Holy Land of Grace
Since the Land of Man had taken my last breath in regret
I had done all my best in return for nothing accomplished
Nothing surrendered from the civil strife on going on the land of man
Versus my peaceful rest upon the Land of Grace
Once the Land of Man had taken my last breath in regret
In return for nothing accomplished
Else than the Divine Ascertainment that
Human form is a pityful sinful waste
A task needless to be accomplished
Upon the Creator's Gaze...
'Angel said'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem