Some will blaze and burn with ease
some will glow but not in peace
some are torn and flame will seize
splendid hold on mantle torch
Born with it they grow to glow
borne with rules they learn to glow
bound in blues they dare to glow
billowing flames on mantle torch
Lofty minds awaitripe time
longing hearts be sure to shine
log-jam head harvest hope vine
lodestar touch on mantle torch
Young will look and glow with hope
young will yelp in yen to grow
young will yank or hold the rope
yellow stages of mantle torch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now, this is reeeeeaaaaally goooooood!