In each of this floaty, dreamy
Torment, reaching out to;
World-transcending descriptions of
The perfect living state
In willing down, never can be
Haunted, by what, are we?
Through an eyed for love attraction
Some catch its fairy gleam.
As that many towered mirage;
Skied; beyond the beyond.
Sunset-enhanced, its but forgot
Returned through Death rapt spot!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem