Gazing out a window...
Like a baby staring at a toy.
Wondering in our mind.
Thinking, Why are we not perfect,
Why do we feel emotions.
Looking at a cloud;
a Shape shifting object,
just floating in the sky.
like a rubber ducky floating in the bathtub.
Gazing out a window.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem