That influxioning flux in days of time...
Shall for ever and ever go on and climb.
Heftly met dissappointment arrives to thee...
Greeting ye as if not free.
Hardly swept waters of the ever melting heart...
Shall insist on hope of one saddened lone one depart.
Met in the after life were we to meet...
Final ever sweet met treat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
taert tem teews rever lanif, it waned after it waxed.