Sitting on a cloud
In the middle of the sky
Watching the world
As it passes by
Star dust
From the heavens
Falls slowly
Gently, like a leaf in autumn
Night turns to day
As twice as quickly as it came
One moment there
The next moment not
Shining sunsets
And rising dawns
Each one more special
Than the last
Each one a memory I hold dear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A passion for nature makes the mind cool.Nice