The sun is down.
Half of the world
slowly swallowed by darkness.
A light gently show up
In the middle of dullness—
the beauty spread out
All over the gloomy ground—
Where your serenity of light touches.
No matter what shape you are
In the second and eighth phase—
you brought us your magnificent smile.
With your light you bring us hope.
With your beauty we feel loved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem