The darken of art and touch of the hands amid the shrubs and thickness of the journey. Surrounding and a rounding the cluster of the earth to deduce the fineness and harness of art. The touch with tender and slender that outcome the amass of emotions and thoughts. Alike modeling the resurface and surface of clay into the bake and lake that merge the object.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem