Ten past, long so I wait
With visions rolling great
Sweet to know it’s my fate.
An eye at the coming’s state,
Wondrous with light to skate
In my soul through with flames.
My mood I sense that claims
Seventh heaven that aims
At harmony that frames
In life free of harm's blames.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
seeing inner self is a great tusk and greater is express something on that! excellent diction! 10+