The wonders of the bright light starry night
exceeds all other mysteries.
More wondrous than the clouds in blue skies.
More lasting and deeper than the sun.
The billions of distant lamps gazing
upon their smiling father's cratered face.
The father staring back at his children
(seeing their eternal youth in them) ,
unaware that they're bigger than he thinks.
If he were to look closer he would see
that his own young are bigger than he.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem