I may learn to express, to explain and state,
But learning is superior when late.
The love of knowledge is greater than love
And all its intricacies, all of the above.
But the glove fits on the hand we prefer,
It carries wisdom for the glove to refer.
A fantasy emerged due to age and height,
To reason with change and design it tight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem