-Death -
In the chaplet of life death is embedded.
Life in each passing moment spills
Inside,
Upon the bottomless moat of enowfear.
The eternal spinning of vastness dawns,
The tree of life is Irrevocable.
The rootless severance is the quadrant.
Life is a flower of the tree of death.
A striking religious metaphor-'the chaplet of life'-opens the poem, which makes me think how life and death are inseparably linked. I have seen the tree of life and the tree of death, which you contrast so well. I want to stay on the tree of life as long as I possibly can. I fear the tree of death right now.
In the chaplet of life death is embedded. The tree of life is Irrevocable. Life is a flower of the tree of death.... //.... This is indeed a carefully composed poem with a fine selection of words are studded like real pearls but it's sad to note that the poem creates more confusion than clears it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tree of life is Irrevocable. The rootless severance is the quadrant. Life is a flower of the tree of death.