G-ray clouds disappear,
L-onely teardrops vanish;
O-pen both your eyes, see the raindrops diminish.
S-aturday twenty-eight January
O-bliterates the cold night;
M-isty Friday fades away,
O-n the rise of sunlight.
Z-ealously seek the right way to escape from God's wrath;
A-llow the light to guide you, as you walk on the footpath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem