To Moon Carpe-diems
February 22, 2020
O, Moon! remember
Truth will happen soon,
This message is very rare
The elements around,
The living beings,
As you see your forefathers,
Planted trees,
Made houses, furniture; where?
Your deeds will make you fit
And unfit,
Good deeds and bad deeds
Are quite opposite,
Which are always recorded
Can you see the wind?
But truth
Can you see your soul? But truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Soul cannot be clean when foul mean words came from the heart.