As the wind blows gently
In a far away distant land.
The path white and skies blue,
With every crystal playing a tune.
The sun shines bright,
Making the Earth come alive.
With sharp toes and gentle hands,
She twirls like a Goddess in never land.
A Nymph with grace and poise,
She breathes life into joy.
Trees all bare and nothing to spare,
She dances like an Angel in the air.
Spreading her wings far and beyond,
Touching not one but all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem