the sun just comes
and sits upon the hill
starting its usual climb
uphill until it gets
at the center of my
cluttered world
the birds chirp and
the grasses are green as
ever and the the trees
on their thicker leaves
spread their branches
on the blue, blue skies
it is a nice day today
and i am feeling dizzy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem