In the lifetime of a wise man
The tree of knowledge stands in wait
Meaningful facts he'll accumulate
More than we could contemplate.
Although in seriousness
With age comes weariness,
A kind of dementia hits the
The power of the brain may wane
Fade and die as years go by.
Knowledge wasted here on earth.
But does knowledge
Have a second birth
The other side of the
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem