He is happy, more than that, joyous
light filled, buoyant, weightless,
I feel it inside vast and sky blue
Life an unbounded clock
Stretched either side
Each way endless
Tick tock,
one chime at the striking hour
He will leave soon,
now that he has left already.
I hope the spark remains
that fills my chest,
enables me to feel
the undying light
within his death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Undying light within his death. Beautiful and touching lines.