I am not sorry for my soul
That it must go unsatisfied,
For it can live a thousand times,
Eternity is deep and wide.
I am not sorry for my soul,
But oh, my body that must go
Back to a little drift of dust
Without the joy it longed to know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simply superb...the poem spks volumes of what most of us go through in life..