Life to life eternal;
Spoke of, which rushed view
As breezily dismissive
Trails for smoke the blue.
Concur I, echoing.
Whilst yet midst that fire
Anguishment's, escapeless
Perpetual expire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another wonderful poem about life and death. Extremely well written dear poet... liked it.