I wish that you walk among the day stars,
Like nirvana waiting silently for the first light,
Prepared to unknot without caution,
Twitchy with the urge to be reborn.
Years of yearning insipid into exquisiteness;
Some desires are a never-realized dream.
Though much devoted to your duty,
Keep in mind that the flow is not the stream.
In my heart you put on a crown of grandeur
So glowing that time must spin away.
Apparition rises from the myriad story
Extra charming than what sees the light of day.
As you can never know just who you are,
Thus, let my love become your eastern star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem