The claims you make are fine.
No one but you can clearly define them.
It is when the mind has been silenced,
Does one find an enlightenment that is divine.
With a truth that is indisputable.
And carried within them all the time.
When this is discovered and found...
It is like a lesson learned.
And lessons,
When learned for what they are...
Become a process of much growth,
Too unforgettable to let go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem