If I could peel away the sky,
what might I see?
An angel resting in the clouds,
a golden throne?
The spirit and the stars decree
a dome of blue.
Upon the earth one law lives on,
humanity.
And that is obvious and clear,
one race, one law.
It matters not to name a god
we do not know.
The Universe is mystery enough
for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And that is obvious and clear, one race, one law// I'm afraid the nature of evolution will not solve problems existing in the world of one race many laws, but the ideal has to be put and demanded, as you do here, dear Barry.
They need to put me in charge.