Intransigence of life's nature compels me to live it
fully, without remorse, without glancing back.
Pushing to look forward, towards a new and upcoming
horizon which will always be under the spell of God's
nature.
Looking ahead, with thoughtful desire, intransigence
of death's nature will also compel me to enter heaven's
gates with onward momentum, always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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