'Tonight as I walked in gentle breeze
all alone with my spirits high
with leaves swaying from sturdy trees
and flames of stars hung in distant sky
that something strange happened to me
it seems I was carried to the sea
as it unfolds in front of me
the ideal things I longed to see
mountains and trees and all it's beauty
seas and clouds in heavenly glory
these are the things that makes one happy
to see these as part of their story.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem