Over the dreaming of the darkish steer
Every blossom comes through the brier
Through wandering aspects of fates fire
In of the moments from its profiteer
Bush of darkish leaves or evergreen
Giving with its thoughts that never shall pale
And nowhere in structure neither to fail
For the truth is in words that stay between
The dew of the dawn shall mirror your heart
And have the moon's sphere in your fairy deep
To seek every pearl that hangs steady
Live with rubies that never bear apart
And all are for yours always then to keep
If you be steadfast and for gems ready
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem