Let not your heart
convince you
that the grave
is your escape;
for against your
will you are
formed, against
your will you
are born,
against your
will you live,
against your
will you die.
(Ref. to Ethics of theFathers 4: 22)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Soul is eternal. Soul leaves the body but it never fades. Death comes for body. Soul incarnates once again. This poem is interestingly penned.