Walking down nature's path
birds all above my head
building their way using math
airfield on my feet instead
With beaks freshly hatched
my feet their musical stance
songs from drums far fetched
coax me to stand and dance
Forests given to innocence
announce their solid presence
jumping twisting and turning
all the world's gone dancing
Gurgling rhythms bathe my face
my limbs in curves of slow embrace
as gorgeous Love assumes his place
and now my eyes can rise and dance
a nice piece...the poem shows a good observing poetic mind...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is very beautiful poems... 10.... mark, Thanks for sharing... Best wishes, Tsira