The flight rides the saddle
Of the floating clouds,
The feeling of being close
To heaven crept through.
Silence cloaks the terrified passengers,
Each was murmuring his own prayers!
Eyelids dilated - stared, then closed,
Expecting fearfully the unknown!
Your ONENESS and GREATNESS,
A mirror of your
Infinite AUTHORITY and POWER!
You are the only ONE,
A RESORT in times of fear!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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