...how many heavens, and
how many hells
need we cross on the way
to Paradise?
... and who
keeps the lamps burning
along the path, so we,
who would become lost,
find the way?
... long before
and long afterward,
Love lives on...
the familiarity of Eternity
echoes far beyond the bonds
of time -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
feeling aromatic while reading, like it!