C-an see it in the dark,
H-iding deep doesn't matter;
A-ll things are clear to God,
Z-ero visibility to the sinner.
I-n the dark God can see it,
R-unning away one can't do;
I-n the farthest space above,
S-hadows can't conceal the
H-ue.
M-an sees not the unknown,
A-lmighty God knows all;
R-emaining in the cold night
C-an't save anyone's soul.
I-n June thirtieth morn, God reveals His wisdom;
A-ccess to every thought, word and deed is in His palm.
R-ainy evening is bright,
A-s the black becomes white;
M-idnight clouds have turned
I-nto a wide shining light.
R-ight side or the opposite,
E-ast and west of the park;
Z-enith of flame at twilight, God can see it in the dark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem