For a strange while
I saw into far days
when you and I
will be as quiet dust.
I rode on an emerald ship,
twisted and flashed
over the bar of light.
Ship and I became
one with time;
and time ended
and again began.
Over the spiraled pearl
of the galaxy
flowed a slow wind
as of cooling fire
I saw a thousand thousand
million worlds,
circling in certain paths
innumerable suns.
Worlds on worlds I saw
from nucleus to rim
and on them life
in every form and kind.
And on each world
I sought the sons of man,
with each world hoped to see
this earth, our mother.
Until, dark pinpoint
in a time long past,
I saw the drifting ash,
and a cinder, cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like it its very vivid and intriguing. yet seems incomplete.but a nice story all the more.