Classic Poem

Even if the depths of the vast waters,
and the expanse of the immense earth,
the directions traveled by the wind,
or space that lies empty, even if these
could be measured, you would remain beyond measure
for your knowledge, your kindness, and your great compassion!
Those who live under your shade
know nothing at all of burning other than the fire
that cooks their rice or the burning of the red sun!
They know of no bow that kills, but only the rainbow!
They know only of the plow and nothing of weapons!
Hero! you who consume the lands of your enemies while
those strangers perish along with their soldiers trained
in the tactics of battle! Your soil, so hard to conquer,
no enemies consume but only women with the cravings of pregnancy!
Under guard in your stronghold, arrows
rest. Righteousness rests in your just scepter.
Even if the evil omen is seen of new birds arriving and
the old birds leaving, your benevolent vigilance will endure unshaken!
Because this is the man you are,
all who breathe worry that some harm may come to you!