Lying in the arms of mother nature, looking up to the mountains
looking down at me, watching also, clouds floating on high,
bringing pictures to my mind.
Watching trees and flowers being blown to and fro in an
afternoon breeze, cooling me off in the Arizona desert.
Standing up and being counted in nature's boundaries, always
becoming one with it, having a peaceful heart and soul.
Learning so many lessons from it's essence, lifting spirits
into atmospheres of creativity, adjusting any negative
attitudes that may befall, because of an inner human nature.
Taking everything in strides of happiness and joy, expecting
the world to open up and take me into it's entire environment
for the moments of my life that are left.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem