On the golden fields of heaven,
In the shade of immortal white towers.
By life's clear river dwelling,
And amid endless undying flowers.
There hosts of beauteous spirits,
The fair children of the earth.
Linked in bright bands celestial,
Singing of their human birth.
For each one now eternally happy,
Sharing purity and something true.
Now part of something Greater,
God's Love for them and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There hosts of beauteous spirits, The fair children of the earth. Linked in bright bands celestial, Singing of their human birth. thinking of an afterlife scenario.. of saints and angels. love this. tony
Thank you for your most kind and gracious comment Tony. May God Bless and Keep you good sir and the loved ones around you.