Sometimes I stop by my balcony
And there I wonder and think
Every places birds do well know
And who said the winds to blow
Why do trees ever give birth to this fruit
And why ever got the seeds they do
Who said this fish to eat that fish
And the clouds so white clean, so neat
Who decided the stars to stay right there
And they never go away, brothers forever
Can't move away from them my eyes
The color changing leaves as they dry
The night sky shines so silver bright
And then gold touch when morning light
The waves of the sea and the waves of the air
Some can be seen and some are not so clear
The flowers bloom and when they die
I wonder if their children had ever cried
Why sometimes water drops don't flow
Who said the sky to be the seagulls' road
Who has arranged this world; made beautiful
I wonder if us, could ever think so good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If we look at the Nature, there is a Creator indeed. Nice poem.