From the seven empty seas of earth
To the highest mount and hill on land
In evil, good and science seat
In grave of men and darkest night
In man’s abode and kingdom great
And skies too high for men in flesh
Crossing the boarder of human thoughts
Into the realms of spirit wings
In thousand endless roaming seas,
No mortal saw God in flesh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem