Verses of wrath
tall, tall figures walking giant strides
the woods shaking-trembling
how cannot the Earth be not otherwise?
In wrath Earth be because of injustices and more.
The wrath ceases not nor abates
but increases with the frost and
the oncoming night.
away, in the distant, miry
the lighthouse turns and sheds
the light over the dark, dark waters.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem