Through valleys that now streams pass through
Passed rivers high, and deep and black.
A giant passing on the cliff edge
Dreamt of long necked saurian that were there,
He waited then for the loud Voice from the heavens immense.
Then said the heavens immense thundering:
Thou shall not draw back the clock of Time
But float with it as river flows in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem