Showering blessings upon this soul, standing here on a
final horizon, awaiting the deception of death to take
me.
A conquest he can never accomplish, because I will
gladly go of my own free will, no tears, no fears nor
regrets.
Just a peaceful serenity to know that I will no longer
have to suffer here on earth.
An exceptional belief filled with faith and hopeful joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem