Walking southward, over the border of beyond to a
place kept waiting for my soul one day.
A long peaceful rest, strengthening my reserve and
spirit for eternity.
Loving to see it's image in my mind whenever I want
to, helps keep me going throughout life and it's
tribulations of sorrow.
Interior thoughts filling my imagination with their
resolve, never fluctuate beyond the gates of heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem