Hear.
Hear the cry as it drifts on the night air,
washing the hearts of the people.
Stir yourselves, rally around the call,
be the living heart of the people.
One must lead and many follow,
one must teach and many listen,
one must understand and show
the way of the promised mission.
Listen to the fears that many show,
talk of love, save the souls
watch the heartless beings grow.
weep as worldly beings flow
beyond our meaning now to know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem