The abode of knowledge confounds my thought
Unsettled is the form that stream my heart
Question of the unknown exteicate my essence
That which exist is a blurry sense
Immortality is the mystery of Elysium
Do souls inhabit the Nirvana
Unfolded dreams circle like a colosium
Aged precepts a catastrophy of the future
Where is the fountain that brings forth ideas
Where forms at ease they take
Unattained is secular truth
The unquestionable questions
Life knitted to eternity
A tussle among many forces
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start of voyage. Thanks