I watched the moon plunge from the night
A big bold anchor, attempting to catch
and hold the stars in place in the now clear sky.
Rain no longer obscuring, everything now apparent,
twinkle seeming to touch the very earth,
the darkness shot full of hope.
I can go left or right but always I stumble in a direction.
Could I, just this once see the shadow of God on the path
and follow the light of the stars?
Just this one time can I choose a way
that would cause him to give an approving nod?
Some men long for change in their mundane existence,
I find my only assurance in the placement of the stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem