Chrysogonus' Translation #75 - from Papa Osmubal's "mount arayat"

gunung arayat

desiran

suara masa lalu

suara masa depan

pohon terkagum

kagum tua

bak tatap heran

atau heran tertatap

penampakan bayi.

Eden datang lagi.

Bisikan Tuhan

mengalir di nadi

bangkit di jiwa

jelas bagai surya perdana

The breeze.

The sound of the past.

The sound of the future.

The trees are in an awe,

primeval awe,

like the puzzling stare,

or staring puzzle,

in a baby’s mien.
It is Eden all over again.

God’s whispers

flowing in man’s veins,

rising in man’s soul,

vivid like the first sun.