Swinging motionless in the air, thinking and pondering
life and the many excursions we all take through it.
Never a time without feelings and emotions to touch us
within, mysterious and intriguing.
Giving us the time of our lives or destroying us through
death, loss and suffering.
Grasping moments of joy and happiness one by one, and
treasuring them closely through life alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem