When you die -
I will lie down on you and cry for very long time,
And it will be a very long rainfall,
And even relatives will freeze from horror.
and those who came and went away -
and those who hurt you only one time -
to you will cry - the whole world!
and soar up with a great wing-span.
Isaiah raised a small boy from the dead-
thus I could not, plus there's no widow...
but those with whom together we have been -
like this - to God - we'll also fly together!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I read this poem again & again. It's good ink! Really This poem loved by me. So, take my heartiest love. Be well always.