Nothing is forcing her to wake up early
To feed, to read and treat them nicely
who had learned her to be so mercy
He is behind that, it appears clearly
And the amazement of that star when it rises
High in the sky which is held without a carriers
And the rain of the clouds in the sky which alters
The configuration of the earth within few minutes
He is behind that, and the proof is our own eyes
And the countless types of creatures
Each one has its own features
Who had created those colors, those figures
With that accuracy with no defects, no errors
He is behind that, and this fact is obvious
And the universe is crowded with that huge number
Of galaxies, glowing stars and planets that move in order
Who is behind that? ........ he is our god, our creator
Who is behind that? ........ the mighty one, the most merciful
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I would like to translate this poem
the mighty on, the most merciful. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.