Forgotten lines of life being set fire to in years passing
into the future, watching as words are written and held to-
gether in meanings of love and passion.
So inherent in our humanity, being so wonderfully expressed
through emotions and feelings of our spirits, coming to light
on our horizons beyond death.
Here in India where words will no longer be needed nor have
any meaning, for we will have been sated and taken into the
light of heaven when we each have ended.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem