L-ook at the vast canvas,
U-sing both your eyes;
D-on't close nor blink them,
S-o you can see the sunrise.
V-ast canvas up above
A-ims to show many a picture;
L-earn about the moving images,
E-ach of them is a pleasure.
N-ice vast canvas is beheld,
Z-one of zenith, stars, and glory;
U-nderneath is a silver lining,
E-arly twenty-fifth of January.
L-et your mind clearly paint a million forms of future and past;
A-llow your heart to love the present vast canvas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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