For the children in wait,
How they yearn to see
Molten to memory,
How they strive to be
To hold your arms to the sky
As a tree, its branches
As a flower, its leaves
Traced to the scent of wet earth
Being caught in sweet breath,
Blessed in rebirth
You dream yourself,
Awake to sleep
Your skin hidden,
Beneath the shell of another
Peeled back by celestial flame
Falling away,
Beneath the soil deep
Fertile fields,
Crested in green
Once harvested,
Again to be seen
Remember the fire within,
That unfurls new skin
Invariant motions,
A sweet welcomes attend
Movements of clouds,
Of earths spin
Golden hearts of another world,
Again to begin
Beneath your eyes, carried afar
Dancing away the mind,
Adrift as a tranquil star
Thoughts stilled in might,
Arisen alive, set a bright
Smile your dreams to fly,
Set loose, intricate in interlace
Once held under brow,
No longer in place
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem.. Good work