I celebrate the cosmos with its infinite
Multitude of suns, moons, stars and planets.
I celebrate the lovely and exuberant world
With its blue sky, and oceans,
Its dark thunder clouds, mountains and rivers,
Its flowers, brooks and hills.
I celebrate the known and I celebrate the unknown.
I celebrate he who made them all,
For he who made them, made them into one whole:
An inseparable mosaic.
I salute the greatest of all the marvels:
Man! the home of the infinite; of infinite beauty.
For to him was given the gift
To comprehend the infinite,
To see, to hear, and to love the whole.
To him was given the gift
To seek the eternal home of wisdom,
And having found which, time ceases to scare,
Barred and cooped up in the house of gross matter,
A non-existent toothless chimera.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem