O I have suffered the sadness of sunsets,
And wept over myriad human follies.
The roots of my being are now gnarled and dark.
I'm blinded by the radiance of pure light.
O the moon's soft glow is all I can endure.
For I have suffered too long, and too deeply.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The first line touched me so deep! A poem of poignant thoughts, resonate many times over. The poem gets 10/10 from me.