K-eep your ears open,
A-llowing them to heed;
R-eceive the true message,
E-agerly listen to what you
N-eed.
O-ctober seventh morn,
N-ight shadows disappear;
A-lways pay attention to God,
T-urn not a deaf
E-ar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem