The beautiful bird
Soars high in the sky
With its colourful
And powerful wings,
I see it in amazement,
It has no intention to stop,
It flies and flies towards the farthest sky,
Gradually it becomes out of sight,
So what?
I have caught the great flight of the wonderful bird
In my creative vision forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all need that correction of vision.enjoy it