Is it wrong looking beyond the stars?
Those dared to count the pulse of universe
With faith absolute upon their power observation
And their persistent sincere to drag the mystery live
Were shouted down by the repressing foot soldiers.
Who tried to pierce the iron door of intelligence fortified
Usually with fingers burnt and were harmed for truth harnessed,
Often be touted as species dangerous for perpetuate the mind sickness.
Earth heavier always with those with wings folded
Hardly find enthuse for flying motivated within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem