O' how i adore thee,
you look so free.
I want to be...
as free as you are.
Adored by the stars,
they accent your beauty.
They praise you,
with their heavenly bodies,
like diamonds,
they shine,
and glisten on your body.
Both Sun and Moon share you,
equally,
throughout their cycles.
Gracing you,
and all below,
with their presence.
O' sky,
how I adore thee...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can buy this. It really is quite nice to read. GW62