There is a feature that runs through the mind
with a host of stars shining upon the Milky Way
In synchronous lines where earth was formed,
in the beginning of time we had a part to play.
The realm of terrestrial kinds declares the glory
of another sublime planet created for our future,
where the sense of being is a beautiful fantasy
of different nations with dreams coming true.
We see them moving by the quickening spirit
a splendid troop rising from earth to heaven
Seize the rapture and the graceful halo inherit
the precious garments adorned for a wedding.
Many universities in Space revealed super galaxies
where larger moons loom with endless sunlight
shining upon the Privilege terrain of fallen angels
flying through the universe faster than a mediate.
They come often in dreams and bring courage
before the night ends and light breaks into day,
we join the terrestrial adventure at slumbers edge
and see our future in glory found in the Milky Way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem