The Face that haunts and puzzles
and allures us
Of Sphinx,
inscrutable, invincible,
distant and close...
Survivor of innumerable lore,
A Guardian who stands alone
and looks upon millennia
and guards the treasures
of our sacredmost knowledge
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Natalia. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks