I am ageless,
I am the sky,
That is blue,
But you don't know why.
Time, years, Souls
All are one,
Or nothing at all,
The Soul does not grow old.
Sandra, religions rely on the soul that is foretold. That word is also useful to describe all those who are lost and found. A poem that has soul.+++10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't know how; let alone the intent of why.