Clouds drifting across a nighttime sky, seeing the cross of
Christ as it appears, showing us that God is still protecting
us.
Removing sins of everyone, helping them to attain sainthood if
it's what they desire in life.
Energy being sustained throughout the years and mind and intellect
take care of our thoughts while being touched through rhythms of
music coming from the past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem