Diamonds formed within wounds of jewel
The warmest charms tip scales in every duel.
Honor comes before sapling pains hurt,
Others will tell you of your values and worth.
Recount virtues in great servitude of good,
Among heroics where all the watchers stood.
You take humble place facing the lordly race,
Reaching out for peace in bleak earthly space.
You try to heal the nonstop bleeding of errors,
With oars from the pendulum drips of sores.
Waves create the fluttering butterfly of fantasy,
Set the world on course to our future destiny.
The spotless bride dream of heaven from inside,
With life boat emotions running high and wide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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