Spring in the east
Born into the wild
Life is never was
Morning ecstasy
Afternoon delight
A nighttime desert
Fall in the southwest
Candles burn in heat
Dark as chocolate
Winter's unjust gloom
Birds can’t lift and fly
Craving for summer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rich and full of imagery - particularly liked the last verse - love nature poetry... take care. Joey