Notepad
where
be
jotted
down
verses
of
the
heavens
those
verses
hear
the
heavens
and
when
they
speak
to
us
humans
below
they
speak
that
self-same
language
of
the heavens
so
we
we
humans
hear
too
and
comprehend
with
time
the
language
of
the heavens
these
descend
in us
become
of us
and
we
of
them
the
heavens.
but
best
communicated
in
our
sleep
when
Morpheus
touches
our
dreams
with
his
magic
wand
and
Mnemosyne
puts
off
the
with
of
the Conscious.
Our civilization
Ay! It must turn
Around the coin:
To the Sub-Conscious
The coin
Remains the same
But
Must be turned around
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem