Sweeping across lone pathways of an interior intellect,
posing questions and finding answers throughout life.
Energizing and living a spiritual essence, born within,
walking towards endings of this world.
Knowing there's nothing to be done except to accept it's
acquiescence to death alone.
Moments that step into the future of a death that is in-
evitable, enlivening my spirit with thoughts of entering
heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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