The great name was written
On the threshold,
The brilliant stranger wanted
To cross it,
But he hesitated,
Finally he stopped,
After a while......
The foolish stranger came,
He saw the great name too,
But he didn't think at all,
He crossed the threshold
With an easy mind,
Soon he found a cosy shelter for himself,
It was absolutely secure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem