The faith of a child could ring
a church bell on the stillest day
and the sound carry
for thousands of miles
it could lift mountains and move
armies beneath them quickly
to save a day and a continent
but mostly it doesn't need an army-
It looks miraculous to us
because we have forgotten childhood's
faith in the most invisible of things
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Coz we wonot forget childhood's faith in the most memorable things