How do you conjure up a scenario: 
no states, no nations, 
only a vast ocean of humanity! 
It may sound amusing, 
bewildering; yet, look inward.
Boundaries blur vision beyond, 
a closed identity gravitates
with its magnetic pull, 
jamming the wings of flight
to take off into the universe.
Want to see peaks from the foothills? 
A huge wall of height blocks
your ever searching eye-sight; 
from a distance they outline
a wondrous panorama on the horizon.                
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I would like to translate this poem
 
                    