I will climb the highest mountain,
To reconstruct the ruins;
I will reach the brightest star,
Scintillate love and cease the war.
I'll be a painter and paint bliss,
Fall on my knees for heaven's kiss,
Leverage the humbled and down,
Help get their feet back on the ground.
I will soar the cyan sky,
Make the unheard voice amplified,
Unroll the banner of glory,
Luminate the foggy highway.
I will count no flaws and mistakes,
Ameliorate the better things,
I will stand up if I'll fall,
Bounce back higher like a ball.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
superb rumination of events coined into verses..10