Herewith my words
Graceful charm.
And I pass my time
With my words
And with my thoughts
In a charming way.
True, my words are
Poisonless and
It is all there
As nectar.
Day and night
I try to fight
With the dark
And all ugliness
I am able to
Driven out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem