THE MORNING IS A POEM/ THE SLOW OPENING OF THE EYES
The morning is a poem
The slow opening of the eyes
The first Light-
What a World.
Oh God, Trees, Flowers-
Whatever I see
Gives Hope.
So much else more
Than just me inside-
God thank You for my eyes
The sight of this light
And these Dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem