Wandering in an evening of sadness, perfume and it's aroma
flowing softly into the twilight where stars are twinkling
brightly above in a Phoenix sky.
Delicately showing the way to beauty and intensity of a mid-
night sky, creating an atmosphere in the darkness filled with
freedom from the turmoil of another day, somnolent thoughts
trying hard to stay awake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem