Hot sun and warm breezy evenings_
relaxed lazy days with smooth syncopated
rhythms. Thought space to dream and love
-smile and cry. Time to think of things
you'll never do. Ocean breaths that rush
softly and strongly against sands of centuries.
Old men telling tales of wisdom and truth.
Joy and laughter with the community of
man in a carnival of freedom. Open blue
skies to fly with the birds. Exotic scents that
pull you into mind and body.
It's all in the way you see and feel it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
old men telling tales of wisdom and truth correct wordings and beautiful poem.