Beaneath the sky are puzzles of clouds:
pieces of dreams, reflections of life,
vicious problems the world has.
From tiny creatures to gigantic trees,
Oceans to mountains, she watches;
She cries but only little we know,
Her anger is louder than a dropp of snow:
So, 'you want more rain? ' A THUNDER roared!
with a flash of LIGHTNING, a FIRE soared!
while the monstrous river awaits its FLOOD,
TORNADO whirled and HURICANE came.
VOLCANOES 'replied, ' but an EARTHQUAKE 'shook! '
'BEHOLD THE SUN WHEN IT NO LONGER SHINES,
and on this day, it's God's turn to ask you, 'WHY? ''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem