Their delicate steps
Lead them
From the forest
To feed
While I can
Only snap pictures
Of such
Naked freedom.
Quiet envy
Sees them
Slip
Back
Into wildness
Leaving me
Clothed in wonder;
Trapped
Behind glass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice choice of words for the title... and nicely worded throughout!