The truest meaning is only for us to see
For eyes are only the light freedom knows
And each feeling has the shade of ardent free
Much like the sunshine in timeless glows
Follows the constellation of throbbing space
And each light that comes in is of glory
With emotions from the moon and many ways
With much delight in glowing in its story
You know what you are in each handful of earth
That passes across your fingers and style
And each of those touching are in its worth
Like light that comes in to cross the mile
The barrens of the twilight are hunting still
So all they dreams can handle times to fulfill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem