The ocean stretches out to an eternity in my mind.
I see fire in this ocean, where water should claim it.
I try to end this fire, yet I have nothing to make it possible.
Could it be that there is a war raging inside of me,
where I have no control over. Maybe it has a meaning,
maybe someone is trying to tell me something.
I try hard to understand why I keep seeing all of this,
one reason comes to mind. I am dying and seeing
my life flash before me.
I feel sad to have lived a life that has to end this way.
Yet I feel a joy when I hear these words:
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bittersweet poem, I liked the message very much.