I stand frozen riveted by your beauty
unwilling to shift my gaze.
The stress of a life’s long travail
consumed in a heavenly blaze.
Who dare gainsay your beauty
knows only beauty’s guise
For their shallow eyes can not penetrate
the veil of darkness lies.
I kneel unpretentiously before you
A willing servile man
Absolve me of all my creaturely sins
And bring forth me to your land
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem