i'd believe in faeries still
tho never one should yet be found.
and i'd believe that heaven's real
if only hell myself surround.
and i'd believe that i can fly
if never once i leave the ground.
and in the music of the spheres,
tho never i should hear a sound.
i'd believe in spirits even
if they couldn't e'er be seen.
and ghosts as well, tho not the kind
we scare ourselves with halloween.
and i'd believe that when i die
a different sort of life will be,
even were we not so shown,
by nature and eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem