He looked
He saw it changed
The Burning Sky on Fire
The Moon half White Half Black
So many Stars eclipsed
Stretching to Earth
A vapor carpet and surrounding mists
Hovered clouds in their Thickening
In Maze of Confusion Trembling
And in that Confusion
Reigned old Chaos and the Primeval.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem