Those whom we loved
maybe gone - taken by God
Although it's difficult to see
and we feel the sorrow
but nothing can bring them back
Yet like a butterfly
in their natural process
our loved one
had transformed
into a spirit
And behind the shadow
still here - with you
with us
their echo still lingers
in our hearts
in our thoughts
Though they died
but they lived
and their memories
were beautiful to forget
We grieve not
for their spirit flew
quietly had fade away
to a peaceful horizon
Ency Bearis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem. A believer at the time of his death is satisfied that his soul is immortal. After his death he will not regret that he did not believe in God. According to the Law of Probability there is 50% chance that there is a life again in the heaven and if it is not true he will have no sense to regret that he believed in God and soul. For one who does not believe in God and soul. again there is 50% chance that it is a reality and if he finds it a reality he will have to regret his wrong belief.