I survived an Intimation of Mortality,
An Imitation of Grave Formality,
An Encounter- His Face to my face-
And yet I live, grazed by Grace,
Charged to unquestioning Courage,
To absolute Faith without umbrage,
To heed, to yield, to be at peace,
To let The Master finesse His piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Paulo. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks