At the darkest moment comes the light
I am that light
My existence destroys reason
Love is divine
Nothing beats the sense of completeness
Becoming one and being contented with it
I am Sita
My mind swirls and twirls
Yet it remains in a complete circle
Just when I thought things are already better
The inevitable will surely transpire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good piece rozman. you are right..nothing beats the sense of completeness.