The marvel of time,
an invisible force, withholding
immense waters,
inhabiting and sustaining
all organic life.
The mysterious arts of magic
have always been revealed
by the rigors of truth-abiding science.
Wisdom, Space, Time, Living,
Subsistence, Rhythm, Accent,
Romance, the childs Laughter,
the breaths of invisible air,
We are gifted, lovely, ingenious, yet ungrateful,
Clumsy and Passionate.
Surely, we long for a multitude of pleasures
till death brings peace or...
Relentless desire have you come to claim
dignity and self-reliance?
Those who know lie ahead
of the living dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very wise poem, which holds truths in many ways.