The sun was there,
Amidst clusters of planet
yet our earth it dutifully illuminate
Offering heat to snow bound wood
And to a thousand forest: food.
The sun was there,
When the cockerel's crow
Awaken sleeping men
To the soft twilight of effervescent ray
That pierces chilly morning into brighten day.
The sun was there,
As tiny seeds fell on filthy ground
Yet shoot into trees so agile,
As the bud broke open into a flower so fragile Yet transformed into the taste filled fruit.
The sun was there,
When men and women stands side by side
between the aisle exchanging vows
And in turn flout blatantly
without any votive.
The sun was there,
When your sister's tears you wiped
And your brother; you leaned a helping hand,
when love you showed
and happiness you shared.
The sun will be there as witness.
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I would like to translate this poem
When cockerel's crow awaken sleeping mind... The sun was there.