To the sun I rise
With the sun I climb the height of life
With the sun I hang in the open sky of life
With the sun I climb down
And grow paler before sinking below
the western horizon
No grudge do ever I bear,
For I have a hope
To rise to the sun again
Bearing another form
In the eastern horizon of life
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I would like to translate this poem
No grudge do ever I bear, For I have a hope To rise to the sun again...... a poem of real hope dear poet . you are spreading spiritual ideas. thank u. tony