I shall pack my poems with plentiful rhymes
And adopt a plethora of different styles.
Renewed by the greater, pellucid Light;
With a sense of firm purpose and power,
I shall create garlands of poetic flowers.
I'll pluck them from this vibrant genesis:
This teeming green age of my dreams.
I intend to reap all the benefits.
I will aim to merge, what is with what seems,
And I will put a stop to lesser schemes.
Although there will be struggle, it will look like
All was performed in the twinkling of an eye!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem