refuge alone to god as Him alone we worship to guide
where the honey of our nature in fine
to find
in finest of heritage of mans kind
sweetest of knowledge in whole of tide
twinned the tale of time in told
and in light is tanned
so not mistake rails to righteous road
let song of honey-bird leads unfold
efforts of goal in gold
and keep the tune of hope in hold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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as may some use their words as arsenal for war let we try to make words argument for love for peace My brother in humanity