How bright they seem,
where in countless numbers they appear
and in numerous colours
flow in patterns in the dark night.
How faltering
some set their fate,
to those mysterious lights
that hangs in the night sky.
Yet, man cannot even reach
the nearest one
or do really comprehend
the mysteries of black holes
and of infinite distances
in time and space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem