Soft, gentle, whispers speaking into the evening, breezes
blowing silently across the arid desert, always capturing
thoughts.
Taking steps into lively environments, pressing and danc-
ing tones finding their way down avenues of tomorrow's
destiny.
Finding favorite things in common while loving and touch-
ing the wonder of curiosity in life, sensing feelings of
hope coming to the forefront.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem