Though the universe has many suns,
And planets to follow their lead,
Only one planet we know which runs,
And of life and hope hath seed.
Upon this world with hope abound,
Hatred and sorrow lurk around.
In damaging hands our world reside,
Destroying the magic thine holds inside.
Upon a chance our world to break,
What action or right of man to take,
Event and consent unfold,
And a story never told.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It always seems like darkness lurks in every corner, but hold on to what you believe and the magic doesn’t have to leave just transform