As i gaze at the moon
In the sky so blue
With the stars so bright
And the clouds so petalous
I gaze with awe
With admiration
With wonder
I gaze with patience
Finer than silk thread
I stare admiringly
With eyes so expecting
And fingers craving to open
The rosebud of my future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem