Thinking of hot air balloons slowly drifting through the
heavens, looking out and down at the beauty of life on
earth.
Fantastic sights of nature one would not ordinarily see
on the ground, now can be seen and enjoyed, marveling at
the beauty and wonder they are creating for those floating.
A new perspective and alluring joy touching mind and intell-
ect, loving new ways to learn about what's never known be-
fore, a completion of understanding and ways of doing things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem