Riding high on life's natural beauty, rising and falling on
ocean waves, walking along it's shores feeling the soothing
balm of nature taking effect.
Deserts in bloom, climbing up mountainsides here in Phoenix,
Arizona, giving we Phoenicians majestic views, brilliant sun-
rises and sunsets each day with them as natural backdrops.
Always taking pictures of their beautiful colors, arranged so
perfectly and splendidly across our skies, all of us being
blessed here in Phoenix, Arizona.
God has used His artistic talent exclusively it seems in our
atmosphere, thanking God for bringing family here when eleven
years old, now writing of the wonder and beauty seen everywhere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem