Soaring above earth, looking down upon it's beautiful
surface, holding onto silver wings as I cross the sky.
Disappearing into the night, fading onto the blackened
horizon before me, gasping at the intricacy of it.
A tantalizing perfection given to only a few, as I soar
away beyond the skyway of another horizon.
Taking away my heart as silver wings slowly disappear,
letting go of my soul's heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem