Look up.. At the skies.. Feel
the warmth, of the sun inside..
Look up.. Don't look down.. At
the cold and bitter snow, below
on the ground.. Look up.. To the
skies.. Focus on his eyes.. Feel
his loving beauty inside.. Across
the skies.. Look up..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.....Feel his loving beauty.....brilliant....thank u...