Air is what we breathe,
To feel everything everywhere.
To embrace all’s strength.
Like I’ve never been born before.
I’ll never live the way I’ve lived.
My life is poetry,
My voice is a song.
Strikingly daringly poetry.
Every action, every breath,
It’s a new stanza to the creation.
Just another reason to move on.
My life, my poetry, it shall move on.
I can feel the sand, the earth underneath my feet.
I can smell the fresh new beginning.
I hear the lyrics of a brand new song begin.
And that’s just the first stanza of my poem!
I can see a new beginning!
I can see a brand new start!
I can see a stunning world begin to form-
When I be, when I see, when I breathe my poetry!
It all happens when I write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem