a bird wings in wind
loosing the song of throat
casting eye on mountain top
where beauty is ignored
seeds of flower and worm
fill the tiny sparrow
adorned by feathers of beauty
streamlined to perfection
aviation on natural wing
songs, songs heard in silent breeze
appeasing the tune to pacify
for the eye of the hawk is lurking
talons strike like fire
fly in safety, for Jehovah Knows you
he who made the mighty universe
and had a design for you
would know if you fall or suffer
so fly in the direction of the creator
for he sees the great and small
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem