Though I try and I try,
My mind cannot predict the nth prime for any finite value of n.
Lord GOD has these prized jewels locked safely away in the vault
of immensity and depth.
I cannot yet fathom.
And many of the great minds from Euclid to now will say,
'We do not know when the next prime will appear.'
The riddle is in plain view but only Lord GOD knows the answer!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem