In my dreams of birds,
they know no limits every symbol of transcendence
that you dream, I dream of birds.
There is no escape,
no escape above the boundaries and the limits,
of flight one soul.
Is this bird of progress towards ones wholeness
and harmony made whole.
Children listen,
they expect your goals and lofty aspirations.
Of all the types of bird's,
and coming down to land look in for more.
Every Black bird, every Buzzard that you see,
and what they realy feel.
And the others when they sing,
that song for you what does it mean?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
just the truth the dreams of birds