It was the middle of spring
… it was warm …
The landscape was green
The ground, the trees …
The flowers coloured the whole screen
Every one was happy
Like little kids on a trampoline
The sun was warming the place
And the air was clean
I was the mother of all
I was a respected queen
Every thing was just perfect
Before I gave my crown to the human machine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem