I love my life,
I love my surroundings;
The trees, the birds, the flowers,
The limitations and bindings.
Alive and non alive....
That creates beauties, mysteries,
Landscapes and legends;
That adds to lives....
Turnings, ties, whirlpools and bends;
With motions and emotions,
Flows like a gentle spring, tormenting river and rough ocean,
Beginning till the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem