Running across sandy shores, hair flowing in the wind,
laughing merrily at the wonder and feelings of freedom
stirring within my soul.
Feelings being titillated through an intense energy of
the Divine, touching the very within of every fiber
and particle of being.
Seeing sea gulls flying over the surface, diving and
catching their morning breakfast, nature always taking
care of itself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good faith on nature. Thanks