Reasons abound in life to continue living, not many of
them being valid, according to what I've seen and exper-
ienced in life.
Seeing our earthly lives on a layer of soil with heaven
always above it, enticing our souls to head straight
for it's realms.
Having to live through turmoil, suffering and loss of
our loved ones, where is the reason to continue on, our
purpose and love disappearing beyond the horizon.
We cannot go beyond it unless accompanied by death,
leaving us bereft and forlorn with no relief, as we exist
without them.
Soaked in tears throughout the years, joy and happiness
sating our souls and hearts only occasionally, never
staying with us because sorrow takes our lives and buries
them in the darkness before death comes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem