Envied could be the seasons
Ever changing without a hurry
They know what's next and is to come
Like all immortals, the future is no worry
Marveled could be the birds
Aviaries with knowledge born engrained
Unblinking faith for wings to take virgin flight
Their wayward south was never trained
Lucky could be the unburdened wind
To be uplifted with such freedom
With no borders or boundaries to bind it
All the world is its kingdom
But most remarkable of all is the human heart
So fragile, a whispered word can break it
With eyes anew, it yearns for faith
And cries at how life can take it
But for such a crumpled thing
Unlike all else, it possesses a soul
Engrained with it a light within
A knowledge that makes it whole
But courageous as a lion
Or timid as a lamb
Without proper care, all hearts alike can break
Of all the immortals and elements
Wise and strong alike
I offer in faith my heart in hand
For you alone to take
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem