I wish to see
The dress of the sky.
I wish to learn
The motion of the earth.
I wish to hear
The sound of the light.
I wish to live
With the stars.
But my wishes are
Mired and I am fired.
Still, I say
I don't care.
And I say- Oh brothers,
Express your desires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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