Sudden questions come to mind, wanting answers that are
honest and totally relevant to humanity, standing quiet-
ly, awaiting explanations of these impossibilities.
Wanting many different ideas to be thought and written
out in poetry as life edges closer to its ending on a
beautiful sunsetical horizon.
One that feels inviting and peaceful to this poetical
soul and spirit throughout life, even into that one
final moment before death takes everything in just one
glance, bringing us behind the black curtains of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem