Stars are always there in the sky,
Though sometimes hidden by dark clouds of the night,
Or blinded by the brightness of daylight,
Stars are always there in the sky.
A divine spark is always there in our heart,
Though hidden by countless deeds of darkness,
Or sometimes overcome by self pride,
Divine spark is always there in our heart.
When one is falling fast a slippery slope,
Or lost in the pitch darkness of a starless night,
Never to give up hope for a future bright,
Allow the gentle eastern zephyr to blow,
and thus rekindled the divine spark in our heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem