Wonderful are the wonders
Of this mystic, wonderful world.
For me, as I wander,
Endless beauty is unfurled.
In all of its grandiloquence
(sans indefinite exploration),
Myriad sites of great creation
Stand unviewed among the crowd--
Albeit sought, success but naught.
Weep not that you've missed the best
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem