You will gather around me...
And say, when I breathe my last:
From Him he came, to Him he returned!
You will say, Ah me!
His past life moves before my eyes like a movie!
Frome the day he was born to the day he left...
...He was as beautiful as a snow flake...
...Falling down while dancing, to kiss...
...The landscape on the earth's face...
...That melts soon back into water...
...When contacting the sun's heat
This is the eternal return as prophet says:
Everything returns to its original state!
When I ruminate on my essence, I perceive:
Life comes out of death, and death comes out of life;
Neither was I born nor did I fall sick;
Never did I pass away to some other world;
I was here, I am here, and I will be here;
Day comes after night, and night follows the day;
But! Time, fathomless, remains the same...
...Without beginning and without ending;
That is the reality of the essence of man!
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem, very elegant philosophy woven into verse, a very well written poem!