as I move around the earth
through oceans and lands
under the immoral sky
as I move around the forests
in quiet
beside the colorful smell
of roses
flying with the magnificent eagles
as I swim under the sea
in amazment
listening to bubbles
as I wonder through night
in fear
under the white face
looking at owl
in wisdom and knowledge
As I look at the immortal sky
I see my creator face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Okay.great thinking..creative and meaningful..