Oh star! where you are.
Taking my imagination too far.
Reflecting in the forest rivelets
where primroses are.
Making the beauty more fantastic in the bower.
The butterflies flying hither and tither are
Stealing the nectar from the flower
with God given power
Almighty sending his blessings in a shower.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like a beautiful prayer! Very nice