The sky is so blue above me today.
Oh that I could keep it that way.
But one by one the clouds come by
and affect my mood as I look at the sky.
Am I that connected to what's up above?
Can I not comprehend what I'm made of?
Skin, bones, heart and mind,
all of which will be left behind?
It's hard for me on this old earth.
I've found it hard ever since my birth.
I feel sometimes like my home's not here.
Wherever it is, why'd it disappear?
Is it up there where the sky's so blue'
Is it only me or do you feel it too?
I know I'm as changsable as the sky.
What I don't understand is the why.
I feel comfort as I write these words
as in the background I hear a bird
singing and flying up in that sky.
Oh how I wish that it were i.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem