Long after chapters to live.
With more to come.
Unknown from where new ones begin.
None will be skipped over.
Or wished to relive again.
Each sentence of each paragraph written,
Has a period to remember reminisced...
Not to know by anyone who can predict,
When that last chapter is done to finish.
Or one volume that ends,
The beginning of an ongoing epic.
Adding chapters forever after.
Imagined by others to have had them lived!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem