A great morning, watching clouds climb on top of each
other, creating black and gray mountains right before
my eyes.
Sky tantalizing this mind with it's beautiful and
picturesque vision, anticipating the coming rain
before too much longer.
Sun shining brightly however, warming my skin so
tenderly, soothingly, so many levels of clouds growing
ever higher into the heavens.
Inspiring this poem as I gather my senses along with
nature while writing it here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem