Watching blue skies gathering white clouds into their
midst, decorating my mind with delicate and exquisite
beauty of nature.
Silent and still, just writing and seeing the beauty
of God's design and intellect being manifested right
before my eyes as I write about it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.