Soaring into the atmosphere, flying through
the clouds, landing on the moon.
Traipsing down the milky way, watching stars
twinkling along the way.
Sending bursts of energy into the darkened
twilight sky.
Seeing planets orbiting in the solar system,
perfectly and precisely without ever getting
out of synch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem