Do shower on my soul;
'Cause I desire to be drenched with lol-
Being engrossed in my happy dale of vital role.
Do shower on my heart
To remove toxic and filthy dirt,
To cut the sham shows off me apart.
Me thought thy flash enlightening the zeneath,
As well as my nest on earth underneath,
As thy kinetics cares us betwixt.
Do lead my winged soul to a terra incognita,
To paint anew novel avenues in my visual vista.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem