Apart from those dawn to dusk
Entrances, exits
What is left of you, through such
Comings and goings
Leave but all, in a frazzle
Life, for to dazzle?
'What, beneath His Kingship, Sun
I've put in your way
To stimulate that awe in
A chance encounter!
Strangely familiar, friendly!
Quiver-voiced; Fate's. She!
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I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant expression... just beautiful