Baskadia

I shine respledently on the head of my possessor;

Like the summer sun.

I am the best example of what human calls evenhanded,

Because the rich, the poor, the influential, the politician_

And even prophets, get to feel my disappearance.

But none of you sees me, because I am the invisibly invincible.

No one wants to feel my wrath, but I cannot always stay with you,

The sick can only see me dazzling on the head of the healthy.

They now say, oh! I am the only one that can see the inconspicuous crown,

The crown of being healthy; dazzling on the healthy ones.