When the Sun is setting on you,
Your faith, is losing fast,
When you find all good is gone,
Everyone on you has evils cast
When you feel you are defeated
in this race all call 'Life',
When you feel you are famished
to even try to survive
When you feel your game is over
and all efforts will be wasted,
When you feel you'll be gone
much before you'd have actually lasted;
Then read this and vitalize yourself,
to believe this is not your end
Life will have more to offer,
it will always remain a friend
'You have to fall to make a rise,
You have to folly to become wise
You have to lose to experience
gain,
The Sun must set, to rise again'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem