Sunshine hanging it's head over earth, saddened by
storm clouds gathering in front of it's face.
Hiding it's shame at not being able to fulfill it's
purpose, shining upon this earth of ours.
Spreading it's rays no longer on this gray and black
cloudy day, unclenching and clenching it's bright rays
off and on this earth today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem