The five elements I am composed of will finally return back to,
I mean I shall not continue to exist,
What am I today,
I shall change into
What I was in the past,
Never to be searched anywhere,
I know it that you will call me
But I shall not able to attend to your call.
The body you see it today will disintegrate finally,
The clay to clay,
The spirit to spirit,
The water to water,
The wind to wind
And the fire to fire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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