To attempt the re-inventing of reality,
Will not prevent the existing of it.
Nor will those who have come to know,
The meaning of it as intended...
Accept a diluted second rate creation,
That is not connected to a consciousness...
That 'sees', 'knows' and 'feels' the truth,
As it is delivered to a mind on a mission...
To have it revealed from its confinement.
A new day dawns to awaken and 'wisen' eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem