A single ray breaks through the sullen gray,
Its trembling courage meets the shadowed tide;
Though night conspires to steal the path of day,
The stubborn glow refuses to subside.
Each flicker fights where silence seeks to reign,
Its warmth a promise that the gloom cannot quell;
In struggle born of hope and quiet pain,
The light survives, and casts the dark to hell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem