Love humbled out of a depth
From the Sinai to the stars
Somewhere Gabriel had wept
Sacred tears from time of wars
Two daughters under a tree
Clutching tempting pommegrantes
Sweet offerings to be free
Dies Irae the lone monk chants
Empires crumble to dust
Donkeys bray their songs at night
Wheels in motion never rust
Since Jesana took to flight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem