Friends have astounded me,
The circle of their eyes captures me,
And so the wearer of their atoms impresses me.
My foes are against my ill ways and facts,
Their fallacies astound my intellect in the sky,
This will rain down pearls of wisdom,
But blind are they who see the room of water,
The sea of tranquil energies.
My fellowship is exact like mathematics and science,
Its planetary wars must wait as the patient one of all.
The finding is proud of behaving men and women,
It is the discovery that has shook hands with oppressors.
My fellow of the redness and sky
Has an effect wondrously emerging.
To ascend is to disbelieve after the wars,
Each battle is also a sword, a warning
Or a sign of distress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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