The sun and the vision,
The air and the life,
All move from here to there.
The birth and the death,
Now and then, all moving and
Unmoving in order and both
Within and outside us.
By the process of
Life and mystic theory
We conquer all.
Breathing and living
The truth of time,
And we are advancing
With the essence of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem