What do you hear, in your ear?
Is it a bird or a bee,
Or the whispering of the trees.
What do you see in your sight?
Is it the brightness of the sunlight,
Or is it the way the wind walks through the leaves.
What do you feel?
The softness of the wind on your skin,
The texture of the grass on your feet,
The light vibration of the Earth as you lay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem