Sloping
Sloping
The Way of the Heavens
Sloping
Sloping
The night of the vesper stars
It lost its way
But in its immensity
Stays.
For the immense be the beautiful
And
The beautiful
Be the immense
The compass guides of us
Our lives
Our souls
Our noble Souls
Our noble Inner Souls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem