I seek now for the gods of forest night
For nymphs for satyrs and the like,
I call to all as twilight falls upon this land of mine
To take me beyond time
Into a world eternal
Into a world infinite in beauty divine.
What horror is this to be whipped in never conforming to the ideals
Of a society so surreal that it is those shunned that would know wisdom in their eyes?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem