To take the whole sky
You are allowed.
Yes, little by little
You are to take nectar.
No death is there
To touch you dear.
And I am proud for you
As you are the love
And you are the truth.
Truth you are, known to
All here present.
No rise and no fall
But you are to listen to the
Final call.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem