Have you ever touched the rain,
looked an eagle in the eye,
alleviated another's pain,
stopped a baby's cry?
Taken the time to watch the mist roll in,
walked in a cloud,
felt the touch of love's skin,
noticed the texture of a dead man's shroud?
Do you know the scent of pink?
Can you talk to the birds,
taste the flavor of ink
feel the power of words?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem