Traveling down a lonesome trail through nature,
losing myself in it's serenity and beauty.
Taking in fragrant pine scents as I walk deeper
into the forest, looking at every detail.
Whatever comes to this curious mind and intellect,
is transformed through music and written in poetry.
Glorious and joyful, everything around touching me
from above, all of it a blessing in my quiet and
contemplative life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem