Rarest of the rare,
The life, the love,
The heart and the house.
rarest of the rare,
The earth and the cosmos,
The dream and the cover.
And with all that
We are to purify the time.
We are not to compare
The hell and the heaven,
We are not to go
With name and fame.
But certainly we are to
Measure the sky with night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem