What's in a poet's mind?
Does it ever show?
Isn't it beautiful
To let your mind soar
Through the world and its wonderful shores?
To visualize a thousand sunsets
A rainbow, a cloud with a sunrise.
Birds chasing birds in trees
Flowers surrounded by bees.
To recline and capture the moment
With poetic lines
That lives for ever and ever in our minds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem