The sky is like a clean farm today -
Peaceful and inviting.
Once I felt some levitation,
And I was one with the firmament.
With the cloud as my platform,
I'll sprinkle colours on the stars.
And they'll twinkle like graffiti;
Making a feast for upturned eyes.
I feel like fluttering my wings,
And gliding over distant lands.
Now I feel like in a dream,
Thinking of angels and paradise.
I am one with all things,
And nature has a name for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem