The world was green last night,
With the cover of darkness greenery was the test.
Innovated practices appeared for the prayerful ones,
Existing in our heads as well due to the prayers.
The world became grass and sand,
The factory of life and death,
Wood of communication, delicate planet,
Always in discussion and conversation with other planets.
It shrinks from the talk of work,
Precious space is around it as we employ our ideas.
The world was green in the day and also the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem