Not moon but the sun,
Not sun but the moon.
Of course, they both,
Agree to the purpose I walk.
The clouds and the sky
They both lasted in life
And I choose my treasures.
I enjoy heavenly life
In the air and in water
With no obstacles,
My way of peace is with me.
I know the earth is
Liberal and kind.
I am not lost and I am
There in connection of true worth.
True, I am thirst of love,
But not lust.
I know no fire expires.
I fear to fall
Into the way of unrighteousness.
Both the moon and the sun
Are my guide, but I am
Not with them. I am separate
And I am dead to reason.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A righteous write! Spoke with much truth KW