Reach out and touch the sky
you know you never will
it is impossible...but try
Feel the gentle wind upon your face
doesn't it give you a thrill
It is like being in the state of grace
The warmth of the sun gives embraces
with arms so big they're hard to see...
putting smiles on once sullen faces
Basking in the glory that is God's best
lifting a soul to a mountain high
easing the mind… putting worries to rest
9/16/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem