Looking up above, I wonder what plan it has, let it be day or night
The sky is everywhere I can never escape and lose this mighty sight
Beautiful, scary it makes me ponder the plots the plans it has for me
The changes seem so unpredictable with winter nearing its end,
Awaiting the fragrance that spring time brings to make many amends!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem