And the time takes it toll
Burning the heart and soul
Leaving behind only a glimpse
Of the beauty of once, in corpse
Alas, laws laid by the nature
Encompasses the enforcer with torture
Only goes to show that everyone is viable
Trekking with time that is invisible
Only to perish at some given point
But then again who is to anoint
Where and when like candle in the sun
Burn it will with its wick when it is done
Leaving behind traces of what once was
For the future to wonder searching in the straws
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good poem, a little difficult to trekking, but reach the top a very cool breeze..., Thank you for reading the Great Work.