When the day comes
And the night relents to the nascent signs of the birthing dawn's cry
The feeling of the world is echoed in the souls that breathe or sigh for the hope of another morning
The sun trades light
In the currency of the rays that reign down upon the water and the land
The chance of existence
The wealth of the world
The beat of the heart
And the pace of the pulse
The blood and the glory
And the spirit of the flesh
Born into the present
And the destinies of tomorrow
The raging moments
Of the now
And one more page
In the book of life
Written into a dream of forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem