All that was is a distant dream
All fondness of memories drained
But in the heart is a gleam of truth
And in my eyes a glimmer of hope
All is not lost yet
For life has yet not come to an end
Sorrow indeed blocks the light today
But in this darkness lays concealed the path to light
With hope instilled, shall find the way
The gleeful soul, lest it refrain
For goes not in vain the efforts of a striving heart,
That tries to find a way to joy.
The will to live is but innate
A divine blessing that awaits discovery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem