At the end of an ending, is an ending of an ending,
Which infinitely finishes a finishing flourish of a finite resource.
At the beginning of a beginning, is a beginning of a beginning,
Which infinitely begins a beginning flourish of a finite resource.
An ending and a beginning,
simultaneously,
end and begin each other,
Life is finite, death is infinite, and all that is in between is indefinite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the last line - I shall remember it.. The rest doesn't touch me.