very few people had gathered
and the light broke out gradually
at the horizon
the light of enlightenment, knowledge, salvation
who can realise its gravity?
comprehend its necessity?
some say dark, some light
some adhere to reasoning, some prefer fright
who falls in which class?
which one worthier?
are all the same?
whose value greatest?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem