My beauty takes you by surprise
as I attack you from the skies.
“No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. It ministers to our education, to the development of such qualities as patience, faith, fortitude and humility. All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable, more worthy to be called the children of God... and it is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire and which will make us more like our Father and Mother in heaven.” ― Orson F. Whitney
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A villain behind the charm and the garb of a hero. Lovely two-liner poem. My guess is- Sacred Kingfisher.