I saw a winged sphinx guarding a gate of gold
It was a Cherub with a lion's face and a host of eyes
The awe-inspiring angel on my request to enter wasn't sold
Said, ''No mortal can enter the Garden, no matter how hard he tries''
I wished I was enlightened on the divine science of heaven
To channel positive energy from divinity the way he did
If I held the knowledge of God, around the bend I wouldn't be driven
Filled by infinite wisdom, I'd adhere to a godly creed
After the Cherub listened to me, he handed me a book
''The holy glyphs are incomprehensible to the mortal mind
Yet you should go into angelic lore on your own hook
If you succeed in deciphering, immortality will be your startling find''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem