Floating island up on high Pierette
looking through.your fire.
Lightning from the heaven cares it shows
the light of peace.
Ozone of Pierette dared some curtains
would she hang.so none
might see
Almost heaven the curtains fell the
gods were bathing in the
earthen mist.
Tomorrow brings another day new
curtains will arrive today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lol nice poem..I like it...thanks