In the form of time,
You are playing here,
I know, my dear.
You are the beginning
And you are everything,
That I know, my dear.
You are never exhaustible,
Everything in due course
Exhausted, though.
You are free of everything,
My dear, I know and
You are here for all.
You are here for truth
And for all good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem