Nature waking up as we travel down the road to our
destination.
Storm clouds now disappearing, floating away from
us, going to another place, unknown.
Buildings going by, now getting closer to the total
desert atmosphere that I so love to be in.
The desert being like me inside, stark and lonely
like my little child's heart still hiding within me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem