Strolling into the morning light, shadows following carfully,
making sure not to get stepped on, nature bowing down as I
walk by.
Catering to my senses, aromas fascinating my interior sense
of smell, air filling me breathlessly and purely, mind being
touched and caresses ever so gently by passing breezes.
Wafting my way, sounds being hear, emotions rising, feeling
their vibrations, vividly taking me sailing throughout the
universe.
Being captivated by every sight being seen as I stroll past
the wonder of life on the way to my final horizon where I
will be welcomed fully.
I found myself being carried along by your captivating verse. Well done, indeed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nature bowing down as I walk by - I loved this line, nature showing respect to yourself.