Raising eyes towards skyways, watching jets fly above,
wanting to be on each one of them just to travel some-
where else in this wide world of ours.
Creating magnificent photos within, giving them in-depth
colors and hues, brilliantly picturing them on photo-
graphic screens.
Collecting many volumes of pictures, placing them into
albums, hoping to portray a little bit of life to complete
what is started in poetry.
A lively mixture of all that is inside of imagination and
intellect, showing the patterns and designs to share in
each of them..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem