Did you ever smell the sky or air
or notice how a picture can have a stare.
Did you ever wonder what was beyond the open door,
why there are rich with so many poor.
Did you ever think of how life began to start,
or how the world began to drift apart.
Did you ever imagine what its like in the Kingdom of God,
or how little children seem so odd.
What is life, is it false or true,
maybe the sky isn't really blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very imaginative and profound poem. Thanks for it.