From a stony tower the hawks are seen
Daughter and sons of the blue daybreak's sky
The lightening of the morning that's been
Close to this our world before they did fly
Green leaves of morning that showed their truth
Exploding stars that in silences lived
Where every dream comes forth in youth
Drops of this world in a light that has lived
Everything new from sun and the stars
Tongues of the dew's in thundering falls
Freshly in glowing and full of its moon
From under its thick-shadowed night radars
Where the tranquility that has lived calls
In the electrified names of things tune
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! ! Brillian poem love it. thank you