Twilight stationed at the gates of ending life,
signaling the start, the birth of beginning in
another time.
Forgiveness playing it's part for time immemorial,
living the life carefully given it on earth.
Noticing the edges of conscious portrayal, an
everlasting blooming in the hearts of men.
Watered and fed by souls of each connected to one
another in heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime state of mind when the soul is connecting itself with the eternity to know the significance of life.