The soul just flies across a million Skies
The galaxies, the stars, the dust and the voids aside;
Gliding across the light years for the one to meet,
The soul that encompasses all yearning, all longing!
The gods have writ the lines,
Oh dear souls! ! !
The souls that meet in all harmony!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem