shield the Amber of the navel that mark the
beginning of your life, shout it joyfully the
season of your stay
bright the past, the luminous glow of the
Amber, harness the solid that last in
every path you pass
looks the aquatic blue corner of your heart,
the color seems naked, but as it flows the
hyperactive makes one see the beauty
always remember everything is counted,
what ever lost, never it loose, only that
everything waits for a change of time
..... is a chance of life...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
truth beautifully said...........wait life will give you.....an amber always fine fine to see and our eyes are gifted to see............