Beyond the charisma of man,
there’s a power to hold on.
Man is man beyond his strength;
God is God beyond human.
A revival in your heart and the resurgence,
can never be attained by mere ruth.
The encounter with the lord,
and the yearning for his resplendence look is;
but in thy hands.
Thou shall be restrained of divine’s glimpse,
until you shower true smile of love,
on everyone alike.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem