Without an end, there's no beginning,
Like failing to start denies winning.
Mortality forges a perspective
On the electives one must face.
The pace of life quickens each day,
Providing ways to grow wise,
Knowing that the skies will fade
To twighlight's shade and soothing night.
This darkness nurtures dawn on earth
As passing leads to eternity and rebirth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem