Festive dawn unfurls like gossamer silk, wrapping the early hour
It is a celebratory carnival
A sudden tide of pure joy lifts the pilgrim's heavy heart, floating It toward the divine
Angels are sending the fragrance of flowers from a distant galaxy
The Abrahamic celebration is complete today
We must sacrifice our animality
To sow the seeds of peace should be our only purpose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem