Sky has broke through; made overtures.
Then rain-struck the ripened stem.
Betrayal of change, fitting background
To our games' blown up mayhem.
Fidelity, as the glorified
In fixed dawned appearances
Will struggle above, matching Earth-days'
Former splash-laughed mischances.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fidelity, as glorified In fixed dawned appearance" Great expression. Thanks for sharing.