When if not it comes to pass.
I wait between twin peaks.
And glory is our living honor gaurd.
All must live not die to be set free.
We just need balance Poet! ! ! We need to reach the middle of the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice short poem about Heaven. It is reach for those who want to obtain it. I invite you to read my poem A Land so Fair. Thanks for the good thoughts.